Evening Star Newspaper, June 14, 1925, Page 79

w * THE SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTO Where Flesh and Blood Are Cheap Chinese Coolie Strikes Are Anti-Foreign or For Higher Wages—Murder in Recent Junkmen’s Strike—China’s Unique Floating Population—Menace of Bolshevism. A YANGSTE TREATY PORT. BY ELIZABETH NOYES HEMPSTONE. Hankow, China HOUGH it has been affirmed that the Chinese laborers can not, as a rule, afford to strike because they live on suh a wery close margin, there have always been guilds and secret societies, and in Tecent years labor agitators and bol- &hevists have been active in promoting strikes for higher wages, or of anti &oreign origin. In Shanghai, at the pre: ent moment, there are 32,000 strike in Japanese-owned cotton mills. They Want 10 per cent increase in wages ®nd “the assaults of Japanese fore- amen to cease” though they rite any specific instance of gaults. The Japanese owners claim that the demand for increase is un- Hustified, as they already pay more than the average wage; and, indeed, the mill in which the strike started has been especially mentioned in the China Year Book as “one of the most &dvanced employers of labor.” It Claimed that this strike is instigated &nd fostered by students in the Shanghai colleges, which have been Gescribed as “hotbeds of bolshevism.” In Hankow anti-foreign agitators are ®ttempting to call a strike of ricsha roolies on account of the death of the coolie said to have been kicked by a native policeman in the British concession. And with the effort to revive the railways for passenger @nd freight service (they have been Bn the hands of the military for the fast five months), chapters of labor aunions have again become active all long the routes; so far, more active han the trains themselves. The nost serious Chinese strike of po- itical origin took place in Hong- kong several vears ago, and the whole city was tied up by the sea- nen, ordered by Sun Yat-sen. A Peking publication lists the number pf strikes in China in four €1922) as 41, involving 145,780 labor- ers; 56 per cent won, 19 per cent partly won, 25 per cent completely Jost. May 1, 1925, do not is Child-Labor and Sweat Shops. There is always the problem of hild labor and the labor of women who bring their children and Weep them lving at their feet while they work. A foreign rug manufacturer €aid his vard looked like a public playsround, so he had to have some ©f the work done outside in homes themselves—what we decry as weatshop.” But as long as wages gre so low and rice o high the father wwill not be able to earn enough by himself to support a family, An article is appearing this month in a London publication, “Child Slaves China.” But the need of .the people for is so great that they not only do not desire such reform, but take any means to outwit it. The cotton mill, in which the Shanghai strike originated, had a rule that no employe should be under four feet tall. They would accept and give a badge to one who measured up to ements, and a few days later inspectors would find a small brother slipping in, hoping the sub- stitution would pass undetected. The . . food Ewo Cotton Mills do not employ boys under 10, or girls under 12. The Shanghai Silk Reeling Guild made this rovision It has been decided to fo glm the employment of children under 2. It has been the practice for some bf the workers to bring their chil- gren or those of relatives to the fila Rures to learn the t le. The guild EPlaims that they were admitted only ©on the repeated request of their par- nts. As the children often spoil the aw material, it is expected that the uild labor clause will be enforced.” China’s Floating Population. Without doubt the most picturesque lass in China is the “floating” pop- llation: which lives on anything that will float—washtubs, sampans, junks @nd rafts. Al some river Ports i gamily of beggars will paddle out and BRIl around the ship in what looks like \ B _largesized washtub. Babies will roll ound in the bhottom and women will sing in nasal, minor notes, hold- Jug up to the deck little open-mouthed ags tied to lonz bamboo poles. This s said to be a highly profitabie form f wage-earning, as many coppers are ut in their bags and dropped into heir tubs. And there are the sam- ans that surround ships at anchor o catch in their nets scraps of food hrown overboard One sampan on vhich two old women live hovers round our gunboat anchored at ankow, and they pounce on an: Ubhing that is thrown overboard or is rought downstream to them. A fampan is a long, rrow boat, mnot nlike a gondola, or large, wooden canoe with a_covered shelter in the enter, propelled and guided by one pan with one or two oars in the Btern. It is flatbottomed and uncer- tain, for the river currents are strong Rnd treacherous. It is said that one who falls into the Yangtze never comes to the surface, and if he did $0 Chinaman would rescue him. This gnay be a survival of the tradition f you save a man's life it be- to you, and you have to sup- port him and his family forever after. U any rate, there have been cases ¢ men dying for lack of an out. tretched hand, with any number of Chinamen looking on, intensely inter- ested. These sampans ply back and forth from boats to shore—a Jitney Service (he sicksbis of the rive The v months | the | of | | | | well as junks are the big freighters—the trucks—and are motivated by sails. ‘hese huge boats shelter families, who never step on land, from birth to death. There are river junks and sea- xoing junks with big eves painted on their bows so that they may see whers they are going. Junks and River Traffic. are anchored in _crowded waterways, like Soochow Creek, so that it seems impossible for them to_move one way or the other. They differ in characteristics, those around Hongkong having sails mellowed deep brown, patched and tattered, while those around the Yangtze have sails enerally of dull gray, woven like kin- dergarten mats and lacking the eyes considered so necessary in the South ern ports. The trip from Hongkong to Shanghai was made a nightmare by the junks which cut across our bow in order to get rid of the evil spirits by having us just escape hitting their sterns sidewise. A heavy fog hung about us, and we wended our way up the 'treacherous coast, seeing nothing and hearing only weird, pierc- ing shrieks from Chinese throats, or the eerie wail of conch shell whistles, and occasional scraping against the side of the ship as one of the clumsy craft came too close. In Hongkong the junk that brought the pilot out to us was sculled by a_woman with a baby on her back. There were two men forward managing the sail and Sampans Many two more women with babies in the | center of the boat. Every once in a while one or more would disappear below some place. There was evident. 1y a sort of cabin housing entire fami- lies. We had a tragic_experience in June with the upper Yangtze River junkmen, when an American by the name of Hawley was brutally beaten to death. The Yangtze River bisects China and avigable by junks for 1,700 miles; so it forms the main trade artery, absorbing about 60 per cent of the entire foreign trade. Naturally the junkmen, who have for gener tions plied back and forth, earning their meager livelihood, resent the in- troduction of steam carriers as an in- fringement on their monopoly. No one who could afford to ship by foreign steamboats would continue to patron- ze these slow, unsafe junks, subject not only to treacherous currents, but also to frequent robbery by bandits— pseudo customs officials: However, ome kind of an agreement was reach- ed whereby the carrying of wood oil was given to the junks, except for cer- tain months of the year when the river | was high and temptingly opportune for the running of foreign ships. It was within the agreed time that Mr. Haw: ley was loading his vessel, for a Brit- ish owned company, at Wahnsien. The Hawley Murder. The junkmen, with threats against the life of any foreigner who attempt- ed to take cargo up the river, finally resorted to force and broke up the crates and boxes. Mr. Hawley, with true Yankee recklessness and disre- gard of danger, rushed single-handed 1o the rescue of the goods which had been intrusted to his care. Such an action in drama and literature is al- ways rewarded with success; but not often in real life. As there was no American gunboat in the port, a Brit ish commander demanded that instant punishment be meted to the murderers, and that the officials of the town should honor the dead man by marching in his_funeral procession. This prompt and decisive handling of the situation was of inestimable value in the pres- ervation of the lives of other foreign- ers. For the two men found guilty were ordered publicly executed: which was done in the case of one, and the other having escaped, his father paid the penalty for him according to Chinese law. Now the Junkmen's uild will not be so apt to murder forelgners: but they have threatened the lives of all compradores (Chine: executives of foreign companies), as those of their families, if they send foreign ships up the Yangtze with certain specified cargos The Chinese are a fish-eating na- tion, and all up the Yangtze you will see big nets attached to stakes near the shore and to fishing junks. It is @ common thing to meet Chinamen strolling down the city streets with huge fish on the ends of sticks—look- ing as though they had just pulled them out of the river. And on drying racks in front of native houses can always see (and smell) a va ortment of what in a cros: puzzle would be designated as blooded, aquatic animals.” In fact, I found one the size of a small shark suspended from my front window one day: until T ordered its prompt re. moval—after which it hung from the back. Chinese Division of Labor. When commenting on the cheap- ness of Chinese labor it must be em- phasized that one Chinese does not do the work of one American. In one industry ‘it is contended that it takes five Chinese to do the work of one American, and in one household (my own) I can state positively that it takes eight Chinese to do the work of four. Domestic positions in China are held by speclalists—and the aver- age household servant is not a coolie. The cook, boy, missy amah, are es- sentials of every home—and rank as professionals. Then there must be coolies, or “learn pidgins,” to do the dirty work. This means a wash amah and a house coolie. If you have a front yard you must have a gar- dener, and usually an outdoor coolie to wait on him. Also for a car you are required by custom to employ a chauffeur, even if you prefer to drive it yourself; otherwise you will find your tires shredded and accessorles stolen. Living in an apartment, with no garden, but a car, we require six servants, for whom we provide lodg- ing, but (supposedly) not board, and w-sew amah, who comes in three a week to do mending. How- ’ extra each month through the time- honored system of “squeeze,” or com- mission, on all purchases bought by any member of the household. The tradesmen are @ but. of course, it i included in the purchase price, so it is actually the employer who pays, and pays, and pays. You cannot help being gen- uinely fond of these white-robed servi- tors, who, as a rule, give you 24 hours of faithful, if sometimes misunder- stood, devotion. They try to compre- hend your strange habits, and orders given 'in a foreign tongue. With one or two exceptions we will cherish af- fectionate memories of all whom we have employed. The Menace of Bolshev It has been said that the Chinese | mind will ever be incomprehensible to the Western mind. And I believe that that is so. Therefore, we will never | be able to solve their many problems | for them. Reform must come from | within, and, first of there must m. |of ages into a republic. be the desire for it. They are making a tremendous effort to turn an empire It cannot be done overnight. There are some that say it cannot be done at all, but the Chinese are essentially a liberty-loving and an individualistic race, so there is no real reason why it cannot be done. The great danger lies in the menace of bolshevism before republicanism is truly understood. Because of their proximity to Russia, with its blood- thirsty propaganda, they are gravely threatened by this evil, and China in the deathgrip of the Soviet would be st to civilization. But while bol- shevists plot and denounce, militar- ists rise and fall, foreigners come and &0, the coolies plod along, laughing a little, weeping a little, contented if undisturbed. In the green fields, in the crowded cities, on the great riv- ers, doing what they have always done, believing what they are told. thus you will find them, and thus you will leave them—the coolies—cheap Chinese labo D. C, JUNE 14, 1925 HREE men came into the pie shop where I take my pran- dium and said: “I slept under a blanket last night. There's always a cool breeze out my No matter how hot it is down- , we always have a breeze at Thistlehurst.” “There’s no night in Summer when we folks on Prickle- bush avenue don't sleep under blank- ets.” “This morning 1 had shredded roses and cream for breakfast—roses out of my own patch and cream from my own cow. You fellows ought to move out to Brushwood Park.” The kiosk on the Avenue said 105 in the shade and there was no shade. The bathing beach was done away with. The fountains, so far from playing an sparkling, had no water in them. John Garland of the Water Department con- voked a council of reporters at the District Building and said: “Boys, tell em to slow up on the water. Even that stuff may get scarce.” Edel's Summer garden on E street, Charlie Engle’s on East Capitol, George Hall's and_Johnnie Loffler’s near the Navy yard, Chris Heurich's, George Driver's, Juennemann’s and the Schuetzen Park are but foamy mem- ories. Jean Perreard, Charlie Rupper- tus, Sebastian Aman, Fritz Reuter, John Appich, Ernest Gerstenberg, Pat Cannon, John DeAtley, Charlie Dis- mer, Andy Hancock, Henry Kiotz, Dennis Mullany, Charlie Mades and Charlie Osborn and Patrick Hoban no longer divert us from the heat. Yet, on the day I write this—while reporters are calling out all their ad- jectives in honor of the heat, and ad- dressing the sun as Old Sol—these vainglorious rustics from the suburbs come in and say: “Well, boys, it's hot downtown, but out at Cocklebur Ter- race I slept under blankets last night.” One of them lives fn a house with a tin roof, and two blocks down the road stands a lonely pine. When I lived in Uniontown, I would come to town on a July day when merchant princes of the Avenue were sitting on the sidewalk before their stores, for air, and would say: “Well, gents, I slept’ under a blanket last night. No matter how hot it is downtown, there's always an Atlantic City breeze off the Eastern Branch, and for breakfast I ate grapefruit grown in my own back yard.” * % % % HE Rambler has assumed to re- call to you the musicians of young Washington. Many of you do not need to recollect them: you remem- ber them and will remember while vou live. The Rambler holds in gen- tle memory those he knew, and he hopes that as these stories go along, you will bring to his notice names of musicians he has forgot or did not know PART 5 GAETANO REPETTL T One man would not know all the | musicians of old Washington, and would forget some he knew. The Rambler wants to write in these an- nals the names of men and women | who made the music you danced to | when you were young, and he wants to write the names of those who | taught you five-finger exercises and | the scales, and cheered you when you learned to play the “Maiden's Prayer “The Shepherd Boy" and “Monaster Bells." The Rambler has written in his notes the names of more than 100 musicfans and music teachers who were of our people long ago. Last sunday he wrote of August W chroeder. Beginning this ramble, he thought to tell of John F. Prospei iaetano Repetti, and a few others, but there has been some disappoint- ment in getting needed fact: aetano Repetti born at Genoa Great Airmen Have Cracking-Up Skill H. F. RANNEY. HE great aviators—those who have made successful fights | vear after year without, as | the records give it. “a serious accident”—have developed a curious ability to “crack-up’ without getting hurt. Crackingup is the term used to designate a crash or accident of an airplane pilot. One who knows mothing about aviation would think that the aim of an aviator, when his engine stopped, would be to glide slowly down until he settled on the ground at a com paratively level spot. That, of course, is what he does try to do—when it | is possible. But often there is no level spot handy. And quite often | the accident occurs before the plane | has left the ground far enough be- neath to make volplaning successtul. In such cases an expert pilot saves his life by special tricks of cracking up, Sometimes, of course, it is possible for a pilot to save himself by means of the parachute, but this wild hop into space is in itself dangerous, and | sometimes he would have been in-| jured less if he had remained in the | plane and crashed with it | It requires a very high degree of | skill and a sort of seventh sense to know when and how to act when an aecident is imminent. Often the | length of time between the knowledge of the crash and the crash itself is only three or four seconds. But suc- cessful pilots swear that that is long enough to form and execute a plan for minimizing the effect of what could be a fatal accident ! The worst kinds of accidents— those in which the occupants of the plane are burned to death, or in which the fuel explodes and every one is blown up—are the results of head-on crashes or nose dives Sometimes an engine goes wrong immediately after taking the air, and when the area around the field is surrounded by buildings; the first thought would be to turn about and try to land lightly on the field which has just been left. This is fatal. For the plane dips forward and noses downward toward the ground at a speed which is the sum of the speed of the plane plus the falling speed of a heavy body. The engine is driven into the cockpit, the gasoline “CRACKI Features of Develop ment in Use of Planes. field glasses studied the effect of the |collisions in an effort to see exactly MEXICAN PILOTS CANNOT ALWAYS SELECT P” THE PILOT ?l‘ THIS PLANE ESCAPED INJURY. 8 LIEUT. LESLIE P. ARNOLD. ONE OF THE PILOTS WHO FLEW THE WORLD. is ignited and the crash is reported as a fatal accident. The Army made an attempt to study this type of accident at Dayton, Ohip, recently. A long skidway was bufft, and three obsolete planes were filled with gasoline and sent flying down this shoot. At the bottom they crasheg into a solid wall, head on. Slow-motion™ motion pictures were taken, and experts equipped with THEIR FAVORITE | what happened. and as a result try to| discover a method of eliminating the | explosion and fire. The experts will | study the pictures carefully before |reaching a conclusion When the engine stops just after |leaving the field, the pilot has about | three seconds in ‘which to decide what he is going to do. It is no situation for @ man who likes to debate various viewpoints before making a decision. The successful aviator. instead of turning about to try to land on the |field, continues on and alms at the roofs of the buildings ahead. It takes a cool head and a steady one to aim one’s plane at a brick building when traveling at a speed of miles an {hour! But this is the safest thing to do. For then the plane lands on the roof of the building, topples gradually {to the ground, and the occupants are fished out of the cockpit, with noth-| ing worse than broken arms. The |plane is cracked-up, but not so badl |as if it had struck the ground head- {on, at full speed. 5 * ok ox ok !MA:\' interesting stories of crack ups and the methods used by ex- |vert pilots to save themselves when the danger of accident is at hand could be told. The Army aviators who | control the Mexican border have be- |come very adept at cracking-up when necessary. Flying as they do over a wild and dangerous country, often with virgin timber for miles, or rocks, crevices and crags everywhere, they have had to learn every trick of piloting. Often these pilots will land in a spot too small to get out of. There is a certain knack of landing in a very small space that cannot be taught, but can be gained quickl when necessary. These Mexican bo der pilots have landed on spots in the mountains, in time of necessity. which_they could leave only b mantling_their planes and bringing them to level country by pack burro. The Army Air Service pilots on duty s aids to the forest fire service_helping with forest fire patrol work, usually arry a 200-foot rope along with them. They have often found it necessary to land in the tops of high pines from which they could get down in no other way than with the aid of the long rope. Without the rope they might have to stay up in the air, LANDING FIELDS. BY CLEVER Ability to Pass Through Crash Without Suffering Serious Injury One of the Remarkable perched like an e: danger of jumping overboard alling 100 ‘feet or so. After they have reached the ground with the aid of the rope it is a lon; | tedious process to find the way bac to camp. return with help, take the wings off the plane while it is still in the top of the tree, lower it in parts to the ground and transport it back to camp or to a cleared spot, where it can be set up again and repaired. The memory of this process, once experienced, makes the pilots careful | to_watch " their gasoline supply and test their engines thoroughly before starting out. | One of the hardest propositions that a pllot has to contend with occurs if | something happens to his plane when | he is traveling at night. Often the shiny spot below him, which looks in the moonlight like a wheat field, is actually a lake or a forest. Lieut. W. | T. Larson of the Army Air Service, now stationed at Balboa Heights, in the Canal Zone, tells about an inter- esting experience he had one night. His engine gave out suddenly and he looked immediately for some sign of a | possible landing place below him. He finally saw what appeared to be an | irregularly shaped but cleared spot at some distance, but he thought he | could navigate that far. It was very dark, and the only way he had of telling how near the ground he was was by watching the skyline lift or !dip at the horizon. It isn't any too | reassuring a_position to be in. He dropped carefully down, hoping that luck was with him, and made what | seemed an unusually bumpy landing. But it was a landing, and he was on the ground, with his machine and his life. So he jumped out of the cockpit agle. or risk the and he had landed in. Down he crashed! Instead of touch- ing the ground with his feet he kept on dropping, and if he had had time to think he would have wondered if his plane had landed on a cloud and stuck there. Something scratched him as he fell, and he discovered that he had landed in the top of a tree, stepped out of the plane and fallen to the ground! The plane, of course, was cracked-up, but he was safe, except for a limp, and he had had an experi- ence that comes to few. £ * X X X ARROW escapes from cracking-up are told without end wherever a + group of flyers gets together. There is something fascinating about a close call and escape from death. It ap- peals to our love of “safe danger.” It lis a universal instinct that is used with profit by makers of movie com- | edies when the director has the luck- | Marine Band till some time in to see what sort of place it was that | | less hero perform sundry stunts on a i high building when we know all the time that the picture was actually taken on the ground with no danger at all to any one. In the same way we like to hear about narrow escapes in airplanes. The Army aviators, like all pilots who travel over dangerous ground and at night, are used to flirting with death. Not long ago one of the offi- cers stationed at Fort Sill, Lieut. C. G. Pearcy, was going home after a late party in Norman, Okla., about 100 miles away. It was a journey that usually takes a trifie over an hour, 8o he started out about midnight, hoping to get plenty of sleep when he reached the post. The moon. was shining when he took-off, but before long it began to rain, and soon he had lost his way. This is considerably different from losing your way on the ground, for there you usuaily have some one to ask. Up in the air you just fly about until you see a spot You recognize, and thus locate your- self. Lieut. Pearcy flew low over sev- eral small towns, whose lights he could see, but he couldn't recognize them. After a time he realized that his gasoline would not last forever, so he decided to land and wait for morning. In making a forced landing, espe- clally at night, the pilot always circles a spot several times before he tries to land, and on this occasion all de- tails were followed out. He saw what appeared to be a level spot and landed ‘without trouble. He discovered when the plane came to a stop that he was in an alfalfa field. Knowing that he would be able to get a good start in the morning, he tried to rest, ignorant of his peculigr situation. 1In the ‘mornipg, he looked about, only to be dum,*a by the sight of a large in 1820, s trained in the art of music from childhood, and played in bands and orchestras in Italy. came to the United States and to Washington in 1843, enlisted Marine Band, and made his home in a house on Seventh street southeast, between G and 1. He remained in the the “‘ivil War, when he helped recruit and organize in the military camp, part of whose site is Lincoln Park, a band for service in the Union Army of the Potomac. That band served with troops in the field, but what its name and serv ice were the Rambler does not know. Not long before the end of the war. |drug store in which of { new-fangled Gaetano Repetti was a member Ford’s Theater Orchestra, and then | walked h the | Then you asked the druggist. later joined Theater the orchestra of Comique, later Kernan's Lyceum, and now, after many changes, The President Theater. retired from .music and went business in southeast Washington Soon after enlisting in the Marine Band, he bought the frame house, No. 527 Sixth street southeast, and two of his children, Henry Repetti of the Marine Band and Miss Anna, are living there. It is onme of the old and comfortable homes the street Gaetano Repetti married Miss Lena Dilgers at New York. She was Ger- man-born, and the bride and bride groom came to the Sixth street home. | Lewi There all their children we In The Star, Monday, June was this death notice: * June 18, 1904 . at his re dence, Sixth s southeast, Gaetano Repetti in the 84th vear of his age. Funeral from his late resi dence, Tuesday, June 21, at 2 p.m Of the sons of Gaetano the Ram- bler remembers Joseph, William, John, Henry, Albert and Frederick. All the boys studied and practiced born. 0, )n Saturday | mond, Henry Fries, Louis $ o | haus | John He | in the | | not go | the Prosperi fam |that there were |in the home of John Prosperi's widow 1904, | 634 | Henry enlisted November was the leader, and with more service will Wiiliam and John Repetti, who played in band and orchbestra, are dead were several daughters [married Dr. T. V. Ward | ried Walter English families of southeast to me and chestra 3 ambler Gives Some Musical History Old Orchestras and Men Who Played in Them Furnish Material for Review of Early Days When Names Now Famous Were Merely Local. in the Marine Band 1896, when Francuilli 18 months to retire. 20, be able There ida Repetti Minne mar and Kate mar Gallagher * & % % WAS thinking of some the old music masters and musiCal Washington and names of Luca, Biondi Pons, Francis Scala hneider, Bap . Tregina. Marco, Viner, Michael Stanisci, Henry Stopsack and Charles ried Michael of came the puta, Repetti, Antonio and John Prosperi. during the '30's 60’s lived in square 903 between Eighth, E and G streets the same square in which lived Antonio and Elizabeth Trink Sousa, father and mother of Philip Sousa, Francis and John Esputa lived in the same square. T believe that Charles Prosperi and John Prosperi were brothers. I did for information I wanted to -, because I learned ckness and sadness Charles Prosperi Seventh,, southeast, I believe there are few old Wash ingtonians but who remember Pros peri’s Orchestra, just as they remen ber John Pistorio’s Orche the o of the Donch boys—Charles Henry and John—and Weber’s Orches a. I forget whether it Lc Weber or Will Weber who conducted Weber's Orchestra, but 1 believe i was Louls. Each lived in Southea: Washington, Louis at 727 Seventd treet and Will at 524 Tenth street John Prosperi—John Francls Pros- peri was his full name—lived for many vears on Tenth street southeast and for a long time at 403 Tenth. He was born in Washington January 2 1840, died March 3, 1923. 83 years old and is buried in_Arlington Cemetery {is father was Francis Prosperi, who was born in Florence, Italy, and mar- ried Christina McLeod of Newburgh N. Y. John Francis prosperi daughters I remember daughters whose names have slipped my memory. The three were Annie, sphasia and Elizabeth, and they were among the early telephone girls Washington afar back in the 90s vou may have hought it would be an adventure to talk through a telephone; perhaps you isked yourMriends where there was a you could find the achine. Perhaps you mile_and found one How dc you make the thing work?’ You turned the crank on the outside of the had three and two T a it He | box, and the bell rang. The voice y into | heard was prob ably that of Lizzie Prosperi x x ¥ x Annie or or Asphasia I making and music teachers the Rambler has divided his list in southeast northeast, southwest and northwest ind names of musicians of Southeast Washington who were playing for yo two generations ago fo August and Charles Naecke Tenth street; Ludwig Naecker, 723 Seventh aecker, 509 Tenth; Alwine 500 Fourth: Joseph Oliveri Benjamin Packard, Sixth rederick Patzschke. Ninth: Salvadore Petrola, 1007 Vincent Petrola, 516 Ninth Phillips, 703 B: Francis K, D: Lemuel E. Lusby rd MelIntire, 1234 1 42 Monroe Fulton B. Karr, Anacostia; Julia Gustav and Henry notes of old musicians Ockert 1 & W. Lusby Anacostia Monroe street Maedel. 506 D. chuldt, 603 Penn str 402 M. RS. GAETANO REPETTI. music_except Frederick. He is now Dr. Frederick Repetti, 811 L street northwest. Joseph is with the Capital Traction Co. and Albert has been a clerk in the post office for 24 vears. straw stack on either side of his plane. He had landed squarely between them without a foot to spare on either side. If he had tried the feat in the da: time he would have hit either one, without doubt, but landing in the dark, he was lucky enough to steer exactly between the stacks, and miss cracking-up. Lieut. Leslie P. Arnold, one of the Army Air Service officers who recenfly completed the 'round the world flight, telle about a forced landing he once made in France during the war. He picked out what looked like a level spot in the dark and made a perfect landing. He then found himself head- ed directly for a single lone tree in the center of this large level open space— the only tree within miles, and he was going to hit it! But luck was with him and after escaping all the bullets of the enemy he did not succumb ironically to fate. His machine glided carefully up to the tree and stopped With the wings tight against the bark. * kK % OME of the narrow escapes pro- -vide considerable humor—after they are all gver. Capt. W. H. Davis, an aviator of\the Marine Corps, was flying in Virginia eae night. His gas- oline ran out and he realized that he would have to land, but it was very dark, so he circled about to land at as slow a speed as possible. Sometimes it is possible to cut down the speed al- most to nothing, and in this case he dropped gently down in the blackness of the night and landed in the top of a tree in a park in the middle of a small town. The inhabitants were awakened from a sound slumber by what seemed to be a new species of owl. In the top of the tallest tree of the village was a dark object that uttered fiendish shouts, much to their astonishment. | Philip F. sylvania avenue: George’ W. Sousa 522 Seventh: William C. Taylor, 75 Sixth; George H. Saulsman, 541 Ninth Charles V. Schofield, 512 E; Mary Cox, 1110 E: James B. Daly, Fifth: Ferdinand_ C. Beckert, 405 Bighth: Biegler, 1201 E; Willlam C. 9" Ninth; Pauline Ise mann, 1116 C: Fritz Isemann, 18 th; John W. Arth, 351 Eléventh; Hattie L. Barney, 533 Eleventh; Carl and Will Au, 819 B; Louis M. Kruger, 761 Seventh: Hugo Kuerschner, 1113 B: William Esputa, 505 Eighth; Cal vin P. Huestas, 116 Tenth; Mary L. Hobgood, 209 Third: Edward Hurling 641 A; Edward Hurling, his son, 634 A: Henry Jaeger, 15 Fourth; Joseph A. Jaegle, 710 E: Joseph Haina, 400 Twelfth; Jane Herold, 230 New Jer- avenue; Frederick W. Fletcher Twelfth: James W. Flood, 652 E Alfred Giacchetti, 1005 E: William Giacchetti, 811 Virginia avenue, Joseph Giovannoni, 913 Tenth; Mitch- ell Dausch, 911 B: Henry J. Davey, 718 Seventh; Alfonso De Vincente, 914 Eighth; Antonio Eopolucci, 712 Ninth; Samuel Eopolucci, 714 I, and Wil liam Esputa, 505 Eighth. The Ram bler will be glad to be reminded of old Southeast musicians he has over- looked. Capt. Willlam H. Santelmann lived in the southeast and is old enough to be included in this list. I have on my desk The Star of March 3, 1923, with a story that Capt. Santel mann- “is observing the twenty-fifth anniversary of his leadership of the Marine Band.” In this I read that wil telmazu enlisted in the Marine Band in 1886 and at the time of ths observarée of his twenty-fifth anniversary of continuous service had served 33 veacs. After eight years in the band he left to enter orchestral work, played in the orchestra of the Lafayette Bquare Opera House for somg time and conducted the orchestra 'of the Columbia Theater for several years. He returned to the Marine Band in 1898 as its leader. Buckingham, 2