Evening Star Newspaper, April 26, 1925, Page 73

Sensations in Thousand-Foot Drop Are Vividly Described by Airman ", Achievement by Member of Mitchel Field Force Destroys Old Theory That Con- sciousness Would Be Destroyed by Such Performance. f BY STAFF SERGT, RANDLE L. BOSE, T ALL happened in eleven seconds, but there were enough thrills for even vears. 1 never dreamed the adventure was going to be such wild excitement, ai- though I did know that my nerves were in for a tryout when Maj. Hens. ley, commanding officer at Mitchel Field, called me over and said to me: *“Look e, Bose, what do you think ahout it? You know the old story that if a man jumped off the Woolworth Building he would be unconscious be- fore he hit the sidewalk?” I had heard that common opinion many times and had no difficulty in guessing what the Major was about He had got into a discussiqn with an other officer about the effect of a long f: hrough the air upon a man’s ficulties; and when the Major's mind » working on an aeronautical it is apt to help pure reason | th a try-it-out principle. t was up to me to say y it meant that T plane and see all - without Not the would jump out how far 1 could | opening my parachute. | pleasantest little trick, but I 1ave been a parachute jumper for a few years now and have got along comfortably in the Army by being ready to volunteer for any stunt. “All right, Bose,” replied the Major, “how about Sunday?" Sunday is fine,” T said, and that was all there was to it—until Sunday. However, 1 did a lot of thinking, and the more I thought the more in- teresting the problem became The experiment had a ver military importance. It was common enough during the war for an air- plane to shoot fire shells into a cap- tive balloon and set it aflame and then 10 take shots at the observer who, having jumped. were descending | in “parachutes. at the present time the para has developed far that in of trouble in the air the fivers can jump out to safety, and in air fighting hereafter it will be largely a matter of a plane being cracked up structurally or set aflame by hostile fire and of the aviators taking to their arachutes. If they have to descend wly and ssly, the easiest of ets, enemy planes will scout and kill em as they hang t is more trouble to train pilots and than to build planes. But caping flyer can fall several thousand feet and then open his para- chute, he will, when he is over his own lines, u ally escape. WWHAT practical experience there | had been was that of an Army officer down in Texas who held the | record for the longest fall then befi Mmade—a drop of 500 feet. He jumped | from a flar plane and fell that distance » he could get his para chute open. He reported that he was on the verge of unconsciousness when his fall was checked His testimony, though, was minimized by his own Statement that in his jump from the blazing plane and fall through the air he was ghtened that he could not reme the sensations he had instant most cases MAJ. WILLIAM COMMANDING yll'l;(.HF.!. FIELD. N. HENSLEY, OFFICER AT during the drop, save that of fear— only he was certain that he could not have remained conscious any longer. I myself had had no significant ex perience. I had made more than 100 parachute jumps, but had always got my parachute open quite promptly. However, I had a feeling that 1 should keep conscious in the longest kind of fall But when I the ht it over the thought came strongly that I did not know. I had set out to prove hypothesis, not with pencil and paper but with my own hones. My orders, were that the moment 1 felt my senses going 1 shouid pull the cord on my right shoulder that released the par: chute. But suppose that conscious. ness snapped out suddenly? Well, that was a chance I should have to take. The more immediate danger was the Jerk that T woudd when the pa chute opened. I determined to make a drop of more than 1,000 feet and my fall would suddenly be checked by the straps around my body. If the speed of the fall were great enough, that might kill a man or hurt him badly, or knock him out. TIf it were to jar me unconscious it would bhe serious. You have to control a parachute. By pulling it down at the sides you can guide it and keep from hitting a tree or a higi build- ing and getting a nasty fall, and yon can keep it from oscillation, else you will come down swinging crazily and be dashed against the ground SL’.\'DA\‘ came, an ideal day. warm Spring sun was bright, and a light five-mile wind was blowing. Everybody was on the field to watch the performance. Lieut. Whitley, who | flew the plane, and I made our ar- rangements. When we were up 3,000 feet he was to circle and pass twice over the head quarte building. That would be the signal. He would cut off the motor and glide. There were two reasons for this. First, it would cut down the speed of the plane from 90 ‘to ,v.rmm‘ 50 miles an hour. The motion of the plane forward hurls yvou nd adds to the velocity of your start. Secondly, it is bad to jump with the motor go. ing. The wash of the prapeller, like a tremendous gale, wiil set you spin This is bad for even an ordi ¥ parachute jump. There is some thing of a jar when the parachute opens, no matter how little a distance you fall, and it is best to take it fall ing feetr downward, so that the jar is distributed between the straps around the legs and those around the shoul ders. Ordinarily you can contrive to fall feet downward, although, of course, you always tend to go over head first. You contrel vour position in the air as a diver does, by using your head and shoulders as a rudder. A1 you get a bad initial somersaulting spin you may not be able to straighten up and will have te take the full jar on the shoulder straps, which will give you a severe shaking. Zbe motor thundered and the big was The < | T pulled THE PARACHUTE UNDER CONTROL, THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., APRIL 26 Colebrook, Overlooking Oxon Valley, An Ancient Home of Addison Family AND A PHOTOGRAPH TAKEN IMMEDIATELY AFTER LANDIN By Internationdl bombing plane hurled itself across the field and then began to glide up ward. 1 smoked a cigarette and wan- dered around a bit in the cabin. In an incredibly short space of time, it seemed, the earth was far below us I fingered the straps of my parachute, the cord I would have to pull to open it, the strands of silk packed on my back. I certainly would need that old spread of canvas. 1 wondered whether she would really open the string. If she didn't . but of course she would. She alway opened for me, with never a hitch. T wondered if the silk would stand the terrific strain when I opened her up, or whether it would shatter into ribbons and let me hooting down. I hadn’t worried about that at all until now, 1 had been so per: fectly certain that the silk would stand the strain of a 5,000-foot drop. But now everything worried me. But I hadn’t much thinking. The jump was at hand We had passed for the first time over the headquarters bufldings. I got into position. I was to drop through the bomb chute in the middie of the cabin. I wa down through the threefoot square hole. The earth was so far awa through the opening! Across the hole, along the length of the ship, was a rod. 1 walked out onto it, holding my self on the bomb racks above. Then I lowered myself and sat on the rod There was the field below, with lot of automobiles parked in a row We were passing over the farthe buildings. Yes, there the quarters buildi It seemed like a blow as the r the motor stopped suddenly. thing was very still The lieutenant’s voice came shout ing, asking me whether I was all right. I shouted “Yes." The plane was gliding. 1 waited until 1 judged the headquarters build ing was directly below. That was the time for me to jump. I let myself down slowly. Now I was hanging by my hands. I let MY fingers had searcely loosened YL when there wa bang that seemed to me like a cannon, and in- stantly I was hit as if by violent blow The pilot had miscalculated a little and glided too far. He hadn't heen able to see me and, supposing that 1 had jumped a second or two before, he had given her the gun The motor had abruptly swung the propeller into action and the sudden tremendous wind had caught me full. * % when | more time for | fectl. 1 | | | head- | | | wheel |wast 1 I felt myself whirling like a pin Over and over 1 went at a tremendous rate, and all the while falling. It seemed like a long while I struggled desperately, but I had fallen only a few hundred feet before 1 managed to straighten out and get feet downward God, how relieved I didn’t want to take that frightful jerk coming on my shoul- ders. And now I had a few seconds in which to observe my sensations. The earth seemed rushing up to meet me at a crazy rate. There coming up at me was the crowd on the field, men in uniforms and civilians, all' with their faces up. I was in an enormous wind, rushing straight from the ground, a most prodigious wind that seemed hard and vewgefully unrelent inz. In my ears there was a loud whistling, the whistling of that wind 1 was careful to note that I felt per- well. [ felt no distress at the pressure, and, while for safety I held my breath, as I had planned to do throughout the fall, I felt certain that I could have breathed all right. A thrill of joy caught hold of me. ed back and took a 100k | A man could fall off three Woolworth Juildings piled end on end and be perfectly conscious when he hit the ground. 1 was knocking out one of the most prevalent of popular notions. I began to be contemptuous over the case of this drop. 1 only began seemed * K % % I like a terrif had never received such a blow. For a year oy two 1 was a bantam- weight ‘champion In the Navy, and 1 took many a righthander and left- hander. Then 1 was a professional rash. 1 | boxer for a while, until T was knocked out by a little fellow down in Rich mond, who had knocked out Kid Wil liams, the former bantamweight champion. 1t came in the fourth round. Five times he knocked me down with smashes to the_short ribs, and the fifth time I stayed down after a punch the like of which I never ex- pected to dream of, much less feel again, But the wallop I got along about the fifth second of that drop exceeded all othe 1 had hit an pocket, a layer of wind probably blowing up at a slant. 1 had crashed into it with a shock that can be appreciated only by one who has felt an airplane hit a wind I was spinning, spinning like a top. had set me going like a flywheel. heels, at a most tremen- It head over dous rate. The thought came of taking the SERGT. BOSE PREPARING FOR HIS SENSATIONAL DROP FROM THE CLOUDS. HE ADJUSTS THE HARNESS TO EQUALIZE THE EFFECT OF THE JERK CAUSED BY THE OPENING OF THE PARACHUTE. L) parachute jar while revolving tieus and dropping at an astounding rate. I would never do that, and I struggled crazily. No use. 1 tried to right myself, but couldn™t get my body under control. I contin ued to try. I would have to stop spin- ning some time. Before I hit the ground, I hoped. But I knew I could stop spinning long before 1 fell the 2,600 feet to the ground. But now I realized, with a ghastly feeling, that my senses were begin- ning to go. It wasn't the pressure. It was the spinning. 1 was very dizzy, and I was getting dizzier. My mind began to blur. I didn't want to take the jerk on my shoulders, but neither did 1 want to take a chance of going un- conscious for the spinning. T OR seconds that seemed an age I was poised between the two evils. A decision had come, and it came when 1 felt my mind rapidly getting blank. A pang of desperate fear shot through me. My hand went to my shoulder. 1 tried. and felt with a sickening sensation that I could not control my body the slightest. My fingers were around the cord on my shoulder ‘A convulsive pull. H A terrific crack as the cords tight- ened suddenly, and I felt as though my soul were being jerked out of me. The opening caught me in a position slanting somewhat from upright, and my shoulders were violently wrenched up. T was out for some seconds, and then I came to and found myself float- ing gently downward. I felt my shoulders. They were wrenched enough to lay me up for a day or so, but otherwise I was all right, and my head was clear. I was swinging quite a bit, but I easily got the parachute under control and made a good land- ing. A week or so later T went up again and tried a longer drop. This time it was no thrill at all. I knew exactly what I was up against and I encoun- tered no mishaps. I fell 1,500 feet before my para- chute opened, and then went to & mo- tion picture show to get a little ex- citement Tells Ocean Depth. UITE recently thero has been de- veloped in the Navy by Dr. H. C Hayes a most ingenfous and ex- traordinary mechanism by which the depth of water underneath a ship is found by the emission of a sound wave which is echoed from the bot- tom, according to Science. Not only does this method do away with the necessity of handling long lines and heavy weights, difficult in a rough sea, but it makes possible a record of scores of observations where only e was possible before, and in addition the observations are of greater accuracy. Its practical value has received| abundant confirmation on varfous transatlantic lines, in the preparation of a detailed contour map of the bot- |tom off southern California, in a | survey for @ new Alaskan cable route and in other operations. . Eyesight of Children. “HILDREN with normal eyesight or “ with moderate defects see better they grow older. Sneler's eye given to 9,245 children, showed the percentage of children with | ‘mal vision increased as the chil- | aren grew older and the percentage of those with minor defects decreased. The number of children with mar edly defective vision increased. how- ever, with age. Of all the children tested 63 per cent were found to be | normal, 27 per cent moderately de fective and only 10 per cent had poor | eyesight. The percentage of boys with normal eyesight was slightly higher than the girls, but the average for those with very poor vision was the same. as New Portable Light. CCORDING to a statement by the | Sperry Gyroscope Co., the concern is now able to turn out a searchlight | of 1,200,000,000 candle power which is | able to pick out an airplane in good | weather at a distance of 30,000 feet. The new searchlight weighs only 1.500 pounds, making it practically portable. It can be set in the ground and surrounded with sand bags so that it will be almost impossible for an airplane to bomb it. In addition to its portability the new light can be controlled electrically at a distance, so that its operators will not be blinded by its glare. Earliest Stone HE nodern world's entire Ii brary on ancient Egyptian ar- chitecture may have to be re- written as a result of the dis covery of the funerary temple of King Zoser, who ruled upper and lower Egypt about 3100 B.C., accord- ing to Dr. George A. Reisner, chief of the Harvard University-Boston Mu- seum expedition, which recently re- ported the important discovery of a tomb of the Fourth Dynasty, intact. “This discovery,” writes Dr. Rels- ner in the latest issue of the Inde- pendent, “the most important hi torically made in Egypt since the war, not only discloses the earliest stone building known to man, built with an elaboration of beautiful ar- chitectural detail far in advance of anvthing known to have existed at that time or for ten centuries after- ward, but it also solves a fascinating mystery of human personality, and reveals to us and identifies a really great creative artist who lived and worked almost 5,000 years ago. “For years Egyptologists have known something of the history of Imhotep—now for the first time det- initely recognized as the architect of the Temple of Zoser. His name has sifted down through the long history of Egypt as a historical character, as a legendary, mythical figure, and at last as a demigod, worshiped by kings.” All through ancient history refer- ences are made to this demigod on the graven tablets of both Egypt and Greece. On the walls of one Greek temple, the famous Egyptologist de- clares, Imhotep is represented as a £od, receiving offerings from the king, Ptolemy V. Poems and songs were written about him, depicting him as a “royal scribe among scribes, a magician of the lector-priests, a physician, apparently a poet"—and now he is definitely recognized as the demigod-architect of the world’s first stone building, says Dr. Reisner. “‘He was deified by the Ptolemies, as were few other notable men of the period of Egyptian imperial power,” continues Dr. Reisner. “But he re- mained in the minds of modern schol- ars an obscure and almost mythical figure whose very existence as a man had been disputed by some of them. e discovery of the Temple of Zoser brought him before us, however, | With | have thought it necessary to work off . Called Great Artist’s Work 1925—PART 5. & 5 The Rambler Visits Structure Which Recalls Early Days of the Republic and Inci dentally Eulogizes a Country Road. WILL tell you of an old road and the house to which it leads. It is pleasant to meet an old-fash- ioned road, to set one’s feet on 1t and rest on a green bank by its side. There, a man may listen to the wind and birds and dreams will come to him. It Is refreshing to meet one of these old-time roads and keep it company as it turns through woods, dips into a vale and crosses a sing- ing brook. There is grace and quiet in an old fashioned road. In the trees that shade it and the grass that hems it birds are merrier and flowers gayer. Most roads have a passion for tar and speed. They will not dip into a little stream that rolls above bright pebbles, but insist on crossing by a cement culvert. They will not climb a hill and pass gently through pines and laurel, but insist on cutting through the hill and framing the roadside with clay banks. The new-fashioned road 1s_ not happy unless ten machines a minute whizz along at 40 miles an hour and instead of scarlet maples and tassled oaks by its side, it asks for signboards that tell of tires and gas. The new road scorns the honest horse that ambles with a buggy, and it laughs | at the chap who waiks. It will have nothing to do with a drowsy tavern, | where a man may rest and feed and stable his horse, but it must have vermilion gas pumps and tea houses where “special chicken dinners” will be served to unsuspecting men. If one of these new roads should find a blacksmith shop beside it, it would be shocked. The modern road talks loudly of progress and improvement. The Ram- bler does not like to write that much called progress is only bunk, because it might offend men who think that civilization dates from 1925, and that a man born 50 years ago belongs to | the time when brontosauri, icthyo- sauri and all that walked the earth. Well, I promised to tell you of an old road. Walk along Alabama ave- nue about a quarter of a mile from where a road turns southerly to Sil- ver Hill, Reds Corner and Surratts, and vou ought to see a gray stake which was once a gate-post. It marks the intersection of this old- time road with Alabama avenue, and | a line of trees casts afternoon shad- OWS across the way of vellow clay. This place may not be the top of the world. but it is close to the top of the District. It is the crest of the Eastern Branch ridge, and through a cleft in a grove the top of the Monument is visible and you look down on the Capitol, which seems a squat building. Your view of Washington is like an airplane picture. Before reaching this place, you pass the ancient Jenkins tavern, which the Rambler has written of and which is to be taken down to &ive place to a gasoline statlon. You pass through the village of Garfleld, where many colored people have homes, and in gardens around many | of these humble homes—in some cases very humble homes,—lilacs are in bloom and perfume the air. In a large, grassy lot where some trees are growing, and back from the road, is a little brick church. It is Allen A. M. E. Chapel, and it is not so spick and fresh as it was nearly 50 years ago. - At the fence which parts the chapel lot-from the main | road was a sign, irregularly lettered white -chalk, which told “Rev. Dr. Key, LL.D.,” would pictures and give a lecture o Holy Land, Egypt and Europe. will see by that sign that a man can deal with a large subject in one sitting—or one standing. Some men will use up a whole lecture on Pales- tine, others will take several hours to finish off Egypt, and some men | two or more lectures in dealing with Europe. But this sign read, “The | Holy Land, Egypt and Europe.” Here is a lecturer who has great speed and endurance or is adept in com- pression. * % ox ok AFTER resting by the stake that Wwas a gate-post, let us follow the road which strikes to the South from the main wa One side is bordered by maples, there is a cedar which has become seed: ¥ discouraged by age, and there is mock orange hedge. Little traffic passes, and you can make out the prints of horse shoes, but lo! there is also the pattern of a rubber tire. The road makes a gentle descent and rises | again, as though loping across the landscape, and then goes down a long hill, making many easy turns as though in no hurry to get to the bot tom. This hill is the north siope of the Building Is in his true and highest function as the chief aichitect of King Zoser. And when one beholds the great plan of the temple, the rich architectural detail and the beautiful technique which he taught his masons, and realizes that this is the first building in the world built of hewn stone, the man Imhotep comes into his own again, as a great creative architect hving once more after 5.000 vears through that which his brain con- ceived and his authority brought into being.” The tomb of King Zoser is the famous Step Pyramid at Saqqgarah, the ancient necropolls of Memphis, which lies about 10 miles south of the Giza pyramids. In the temple the ar- chaeologists .came upon myriad chap- els, strange cells and eerie-looking cor- ridors. The doors of all chambers were left open so that the soul of King Zoser might not be prevented from “gong to,and fro as he willed.”, And from its place in a cell provided with two portholes, the “ka” of Zoser looked forth into the largest of a number of courts. “This building,” continued Dr. Reisner, “is an amazing revelation of the genius of the Egyptians and of the rapidity with which their culture developed ‘in dvnasties IIT and IV. Perhaps there is buried in the sands of Egypt some temple still older than that of Zoser, but the remains of the pyramids at Zawiat-el-Aryan of about the same period seem to indi- cate that no earlier funerary temple can be expected. As for the temples of the gods in the cultivated land, they were all rebuilt in later times and nothing of the old buildings would remain. “The mext point of interest to ar- chaeologists and travelers would be the discovery of the actual tomb of Imhotep. According to a Greek papy- rus found at Saqqarah, this tomb was located near the Step Pyramid, and therefore probably lies within the in- closing wall. We may hope that Mr. Firth (archaeologist in charge of the excavations) in the course of his work will uncover the actual offering chapel of this great man, so that those of us Wwho-hereafter make the pilgrimage to ‘the beautiful Temple of Zoser’ may see with our own eyes the burial place of the first great builder in dressed and enduring stone.” | topped A VIEW OF COLEBROOK HOUSE. valley and, trees on of those purtenant t called a low clay tawny clay their preser lons of years ter one of Oxon o the bedded nt Run. side, and younger ones | them, are in bloom in the long ago, there wi Maryland many c ‘cherry walk.” the road has changed from of form of old some These show that, untry uplands to a here one institutions—ap homes— The color of light yel deep with rounded and sub-angular quartzite pebbles worn to and by brasion size mil under wa In the bordering greenery are | woods is not so practical and progres- through branches. The the budding, leafing sound rises, falls, and comes again There are many notes. It is a lull ing, sleepy sound. In the fields beyond the wood hear song sparrows telling it to the world that their music is as sweet and cheery as canaries’ and from quite a distance can hear the clear whistle and the ‘“chuck-chuck-chuck” of the cardinal Listen comes to to you these sounds The music and calm of the THE ROAD TO COLEBROOK. wild strawberry vines in white hlnnm‘1 sive, you know, as the honk of an v shoots of milfoil which a month | autc ce will be large aromatic bushes, pink compa and nearl varrow. bouquets tufts of yellow though these ful in the fields beyond than on the side. tard, shady roa with There are clusters heart-leaf flowers of black mus-| plenti £ white ite flowers, everyone else know of bluets, and which violets, are more sometimes You | as and | | | Where the road passes through the | wood you get a sense of quiet, though the place is not without sounds. breeze through the trees makes that | damp and full of shadow sound whi “soughing,” ch and some persons other persons The | call whose driver is worth fouf dollars a day, but who drives as though millions hang on minutes. At the bottom of the hill you come upon land on which water often stands, where the clay is deep-cov- ered with leaf-mold, where groves of gum trees grow and sprinkle the ground with their strange fruit, and where in autumn they daub the land- scape with pink, purple and crimson star-shaped leaves Honevsuckle mats the ground and climbs the tree: and this little part of the world is Straight through this lowland the d leads to a stream and crosses i As the road | the wind sings, or murmurs, or even|it on a bridge weathered gray : comes to this hill, it enters a wood | roars cherry sprung from | nearly dies aw spotted and moss black and green with lich The stream banks covered with moss and above 1} ferns raise their plumes. The wats clear as though filtered, runs fast a million pebbles white and vell are its bed You expect the something about Rambler to v the “purling broc or the “rippling brook.” but he < sidestep those phrases he | “winds soughing or sighing throug | the trees.” "The brook flows over the | gravel with a splashing note, and seems hasty to reach the deep par |between Blue Plains and Fox Ferry | where Potomac tides will take it c {an ocean cruise, where sun and wind w » cloud, change it send it to water foreign d quench the thirst of plants it never saw before or per haps has not seen for 100,000 years. | T the lowlar } clay to « | eray—and the | the Ramble that this sand mented quartz ried to this vall In other | through the st tury it has cros: cessive bridges. but its oak | rails many girls an | looked into the cing water, and them came dreams that came to us when we were children. Futures of | fame and riches have been read in | the water of this brook. Little girls | have seen princes come in_ chariots | to give them strings of pearls and to | say the lovely things that are written Boys have read in they would do deeds to make the world cclaim them Down the sandy road and over the gray bridge Fame has come. Young lovers leaned on the rails and held sweet thoughts, for whose expression they had no words. If the old bridge and the trees that shade it could alk! From the bridge the road leads over the level land, acres of which | are fresh plowed and vield the Spring cent of garlic. To the left is a glant ak and near it a small white house- a farmer's cottage. Little children | come to the door to watch an un known man walking on the road and carrying curious bundles—a camer | that once was black, a plate-case tha |1ong ago lost all color. and a tripod. A {not” unfriendly dog comes down to | the road and barks the warning. “A stranger nea A man, brown from un and wind, and strong from hard work, is plowing far away, and he and the Rambler swap greetings by waving arms. A few hundred road begins to cli int the e is roagd turns from white and e aplanat which 10 shows ed tzite, er on suc ridge At the br boys have leaned, is stron in_ story books. this brook that vards farther the ib the south slope of Oxon valley and leads to a big frame house in a garden of old trees and xounger shrubbery. The house stands on a shoulder of the slope and gives a wide view of the valley. It i the house of Colebrook and was buflt in 1808 on 2 tract named In a patent Brothers Joint Interest Colebrook house was built by Addison of Gisborough, whose wife was Sarah Leitch, daughter of An drew Leitch, a soldier of the Ameri can Revolution killed at Harlen Heights. John Addison bequeathed Colebrook to his son, Anthony Addi- son, who was born at Gisborough in 1803 and died at Colebrook in 1871 He married Mary Julia Thompon, x daughter of William Mills Thompson of Culpeper County, Va. You should remember,—I beg your pardon—you may recall—that the Rambler has written the first John Addison of England and Oxon Hill, Md., who obtained many pat- ents to land in the Potomac valley Anthony Addison of Colebrook was a descendant of the celebrated John Addison who came to the colonies in 1660. It was of Colebrook that 1 meant to write when I began this story, but I have given so much space to the road that it will be necessary to postpone the main part of the story till next Sund: The house was locked and shut- tered when I got there, but I spent a thoughtful hour in the garden. It is owned by children of Anthony Ad dison and some of them pass part of the summer there. As the Ram bler sat among the locusts and cedar of the grounds, his thoughts were of other vears. In fancy he saw children of Anthony Addison play ing there. He thought he saw the oldest boy, John Fayette Addison go from Colebrook as a_soldier the South. John was killed in the fighting at Williamsburg. The Ram- bler thought he saw Sarah Catherine Mary, Olivia and dainty little Ketu- rah Addison gathe-ing old-time flow- ers. and he thought he saw Murray Addison and his brothers, Arthur Dulany and Anthony Callis Addison, playing boys' games. But this is all the Sunday Editor will stand for to- day and the Rambler hopes to meet you at this page next Sunday John He Made It Himself. HE first time 20-dollar vellowback gold certificates were issued a Government engraver received his salary in these new bills and decided to take a short trip to New York ‘When he paid his hotel bill he gave the clerk one of these new bills, whereupon the clerk scrutinized it and refused it, saying that he had never seen such a bill and it wasn't good. The engraver assured him it was good, for he had made it himself Just last week. “That's what I thought,” returned the clerk as rang for the house detective,