Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, May 26, 1915, Page 2

Textile Industries In France Have Lost Heavily (By Associated Press) Paris, May 26—Three hundred million dollars lost by the textile in- dustries of northern France in raw materials and manufactured pro- ducts taken by the Germans as booty of war—that is the estimate given the Associated Press by an author- ized member of the most influnen- tial textile corporation in France and an authority on industrial sub- Jects. What the total including damages to plant and to bu may amount to, there are no indica-| tions, for many rumors of transferring of valuable machines to| Germany have not been confirmed The above estimate is based on con- firmed facts only. It more than beurs out the estmate of the Ge Ludwiz Ganghof loss, man publicist, Germ: Neueste who after a visit to the front, told the Muenchner Nachrichten that the war booty sent | from Northern France to Germany in the form of cereals, sugar, metals, | weol, leather, ctc., amounted to five! hundred million dollars during the | first six months of the war. It is sup-| posed that his figures were based on the requisition price said to be very inferior to the market value. On the latter basis the actual total| would be far in excess of the Ger- man figures; the timate for the | textile industries alone would so in- dicate. It is know that the Germans took | nearly all the raw material and fin- jshed goods in the great woolen manufacturing centers of LeCoteau, Roubaix and Tourcoing, where America buys heavily of the finer woolen fabrics. They also emptied the linen fctories with the excep-; tion of those at Armentieres, where ! they were driven back too soon, and at Lille where they have recently begun to requisition these products. The territory occupied by the Germans contains more than eighty per cent. of the woolen and linen in- dustries of France; consequence is a shortage of all these products. The army is seeking hundreds of thous- ands of vards of canvas for tents that these industries are unable to supply. Cotton, tried as a subsll-; tute, proved unsatisfactory. “The financial problem resulting {quarters for wounded Freiburg Has Changed Greatly Since War Began Freiburg, Baden, May ~Few towns or cities in Germany have nd noticeably on account of the war as Freiburg, one-time Me changed as materially ca of American tourists ng the beautiful Black bent on Vi | Forest. From a quiet, peaceful little city, well equipped with schools, it has become a city of hospitals to which scores of the wounded are brought daily from the west front, esecially from nearby Alsace. The Red Cross "{flag floats over scores of buildings t once were educatjonal institu- ions, theaters and amusement re- orts. Children now go to the famous University of Freiburg for their les- sons, because their own school build- now are used to house the, vounded German and French sol- diers. Fully a dozen school buildings have been requisitioned for hospital work, all of them being administered by the German Red Cross in contra- distinction to the regular hospitals of the city. In addition, every avail- able amusement hall and theater is serving the same purpose. In the auditorium, the gallery and even on the stage of the famous old “Fest- halle” soldiers now lie, or, convales- cing, stroll in the adjoining garden tle Black Forest city. that formerly was filled, nightly at least, with devotees of Bacchus. The Red Cross workers in Freiburg are proud, and justly, of what they have accomplished, for the present soldiers were set up and ready four days after the . war began, before mobilization even . was complete . The Turkish-Italian war, one Red (Cross matron explained, tauzht the German Red Cross that it must be ready for emergencies. Consequently there was on hand a vast number of gray-painted iron beds, bed linen, blankets, stretchers and supplies of all kinds. When the war started everyone in Freiburg turned to and helped. The scholars in the high school in one day succeeded in getting their bench- es and seats out of the way and in storage. In another tiventy-four { hours they had cleaned the old build- from this state of things,” accord- {ings from cellar to garret and on the ing to this authority, “will require most serious study after ther war. A commercial and industrial ac- tivity such as we have never seen will be witnessed in France, but the setting in motion again the indus- trial machine will be attended with great difficulties. One manufacturer in the occupied territory has lost raw material and finished goods to the value of five million to ten mil- lion frances. The banks had ad- vanced him a half million francs. The security for that advance Iis gone, That man will say after the war: “I am not played out. 1 want to put my industry on its feet again,” but where will he find the means since he has already hanging over him a debt of half a million francs and the goods that secured it are in Germany? It is a serious !third day had carried in the hospital apparatus. It needed only one addi- tional day to put everything in order and stand by for the first consign- ment of wounded. never been very remote from Frei- burg, and it has consequently been a constant hospital center. Street cars run over into Alsace, gather up loads of wounded and bring them back. The official report of a great battle, even though it spells victory for the German arms, is almost invariably the precurser of a big batch of wounded soldiers, often German though sometimes French or English. The chemical laboratories in the high schools or ‘‘gymnasia” have been found readily adaptable for op- erating rooms. Most of them have water facilities which are invaluable, problem, but it will be solved. “Another great difficulty is in the restoration of our plants, the replac- ing of our machines. Under exist- ing conditions it seems likely that it will take two years for machine constructors to furnish what we shall require. Perhaps we shall have to call upon the American in- genuity to help us in working out the difficult problems, but they will be solved for never was the spirit of our manufacturers and workers so strong as today.” b= B - T = T - T - - - I - | - I -] =4 o o hd THE ALLIES VIEW g =3 -] By Albert W. Bryce =3 VIV VIVLVTVINSD How can American citizens of Germany descent fail to see where Berlin has blundered? : know this country from havinz lived in it. They know our friendship for those of German blood among us has endured for genera- tiens unhroken-—rooted in common interests of every sort They know our history. They know that half our conflicts as a nation have been with Great Britain ——a fact that has inevitably bred in many Amerie minds latent dis- trust of British motives. ‘Earlier in the present struggle we found ourselves affronted by Eng- land's assumption of the right to hold up and search our ships. Last October The Evening World called attention to the fact that British men-of-war were virtually blockad- ing the Port of New York. Of late we have more than once had to come to the rescue of American vessels seized as British prize The continuance of such acts on the part of England might event- ually have formed from us a pro determined as that we now address to Germany. Why didn’t the Prussian makers see this and wait? How could they think that outraging American richts would help them? German pressure upon this country could never in a thousand years in- duce us to demand a modification of war- and most of them are light and airy. The ordinary recitatoin rooms are used for the most part for the sol- diers, and the smaller rooms, one- time offices of instructors, are avail- able for officers. Almost the only se- rious changes that have been neces- sary hdve been the installation of bath rooms. Freiburg follows the example of Lubeck and other German cities in giving its soldiers a good opportunity to see the town before leaving, either for the front again or fr home. Par- ties of sight-seeing soldiers, many of thing as one leaves, is the great Red Cross banner, flying over building af- about the streets of the beautiful lit- them erippled, are always to be seen The first thing one sees in ap- ter building, suggesting instantly the citle of “City of Hospitals.” reached itself. Germany doesn’t know us. Why do Germans in America let the Fatherland labor under delusions as to our national character. They should see that she is better informed. L= T - B - T - - T - - B - - O - | <o o o THE GERMAN VIEW. g o o =] =3 Qo By Hugo von Kliest. =3 E= 3= - - S - SR - S - - B - O - - | The Anglo-American hyphenates in the press hypocritically exhort the country to be “calm.” As a matter of fact, the only people who suffer from hysteria are the gentle- men in the newspaper offices. The man in the street agrees with such American patriots as Senator Stone, Speaker Champ Clark, Senator Vardaman, of Mississippi; Senator Walsh, Senator Hoke Smith, Con- gressman Hobson, and the Hon. Charles F. Nagel, that the Lusitania, after the official warning of the German Embassy, was no place for American citizens. England is un- willing to risk her own navy for the protection of paseenger ships and her merchantmen. But England ~and her American spokesmen would be Great Britain’s blockade—to the end that Germany might strengthen her own Teutonic thoroughness has over- very glad to fight Germany to the {last American dreadnought. The American people politely decline to pull England's chestnuts out of the ' fire. THE OAK'S MESSAGE By DONALD ALLEN. per Syndicate.) Miss Irene’s Aunt Cynthia lived on and ran a farm. She was a hard worker and a strong-minded woman, and she had married almost without love, and certainly without romance. Her neighbors said she was hard- hearted and a driver, and seemed ut- terly without pity, but they were mis- taken. She had loved her brother John, and when his only child drove up to the gate she took her in her arms and said: “You poor child, you, but you shall have a home with me for life, and I will be a kind mother to you!” The lapse of time is the remedy for all our griefs. After three months had passed Miss Irene was like her old self again, and there was song and laughter in the house. A quarter of a mile below Aunt Cynthia's farmhouse, and near the highway, was a glant oak tree. The farmers spoke of it as the old oak tree, and it was a landmark to be seen for miles and miles. Miss Irene had sat and gazed at that towering tree for an hour at a time, but it had never occurred to her to make a closer acquaintance until one afternoon when she had a reply to indite to the letter of a girl chum. She would do her writing at the foot of the old oak tree. As the girl drew nearer and near er to the old oak the more it ap- pealed to her, and when at last she reached it she stood with awe in her heart. More than a hundred years they said, and it had been buffeted by hundreds of gales. “Chatter’! Chatter! Chatter!"” It was a gray squirrel up the trunk a few feet and looking at the girl, de- fying her to come nearer. “But I will!” she laughed, as she plunged into the bushes. The squirrel whisked around to the other side of the tree. By this time she had reached the trunk and passed around it the squir- rel had made his way to the highest limb. The girl found something else, however—something that perhaps not one in a thousand who passed it had knowledge of. At the height of her chin was a cup or hollow that would hold a quart of water. It was a wound that the tree had received in some way years before, and the bark had grown again on all sides to leave a hiding spot. The hand that was thrust in felt and drew out a small quantity of dead leaves, but it was too low down for safety, and no wild thing had pre-empted it for a nest. “Why, it might be turned into a post office!” mused the girl. And instead of writing to her girl chum she wrote: “A maiden who { lives near here is waiting for her Sir For nine months the fighting has! Knight to come and bear her away.” “There!” was half deflantly ex- claimed as the note was deposited in | the cup. As Miss Irene got up to wander through the woods a bit and go home, the squirrel descended a few feet and seemed to call out: “Stlly! Silly! Silly!” “Of course it is,” said the girl in reply, “and I'll come back tomorrow and tear it up. There are no Sir Knights any more.” Next day Miss Irene went back to the old oak and took her note from the post office and read it with a sigh and a blush, Two or three times she started to tear it up, but held her hand and finally restored it to the cup. And days and weeks and months passed away, and the girl did not re- turn to the old oak tree. She tried to content herself with looking at it from a distance. It was a young girl romance, and she had a right to keep it locked in her breast. One afternoon the gray squirrel was chattering away as he cut circles around the trunk of the old oak. There was nothing to make him afraid. There was no other gray squirrel in the woods to dispute his right to the tree, as had been decided by battle. “Chatter! chatter! chatter!” A young man was passing in an auto. ‘Stop a minute,” he said to his chauffeur. “By George! that's a fine old tree! And that’s the first squirrel I've seen for years. I'd sure like his head for an ornament.” He had a pistol in his pocket, and he drew it and approached the tree. He was led around it as another had been. “Hello! Here is the old fellow's nest! 1 wonder if any of the family is at home.” Very cautiously a hand was insert- ed. There might be teeth there await- ing it. No, there were only a few acorns and a bit of paper. “A maiden who lives near here—" The young man walked back to the road and stood looking at Aunt Cyn- thia’s house a long time. Finally he said to the chauffeur: “We will go back to that house.” And from between the morning glories climbing over the lattice of the vernada Miss Irene peered out and saw him and knew that her Sir Knight had found her appeal and had come to answer it. Satisfaction in Work. All thinking men and women get the main satisfactions of life, aside from the domestic joys, out of the productive work they do—Charles W. Bliot. Good Rules to Obssrve. It is a good and safe rule to so- journ in every place as if you meant to spend your life there, never cmit- ting an opportunity of doing a kind- ness, or speaking a true word, or making a friend —Ruskin, Werth While Quotation. “If you mean to act nobly, and seek to know the best things which God hath put within the reach of men, you must fix your mind on that end, and nét what will hapven to you because . of it."—George Eliot (Copyright, 1915, by the McClure Newspa- | SAUCE FO SIS SSSSRS Indulgent Husband Who Could Not Resist a Practical Joke Taught a Lesson. TRRR AR By MRS. D, E. COOPER. Bobson was a good citizen, an in- dulgent husband, a boon companion; but he positively could not resist a practical joke, His wife was indignant when he, on their wedding day, notified her by 'phone that he had broken a leg and could not come to be married; and when, as she was about to tearfully dismiss the guests, he appeared, joun- ty, unconcerned and whole, he never knew—she was a woman of spirit— bow near she came to dismissing him. Then there was the time that he pretended that his hister Dora and her husband had been killed in a railroad accident and that he and his wife would have to rear the six chil- dren. “Brutally coarse,” she called it. Mrs, Bobson never laughed at her husband’'s jokes — not considering them funny—and on one particularly gloomy day in early spring, after a shock that aggravated her almost past endurance, she decided that he had reached the limit. “To Whom It May Concern: Par- ties are hereby notified that I am not responsible for debts contracted by my wife, “ROBT. BOBSON.” With eyes flashing danger she dash- ed the little ocal paper on the dining table where Robert had, with unusual good humor, left it. “So this is his idea of a joke!"” she exclaimed with compressed lips that deepened her dimples. “This! Well, it is his last. “I'll teach him a lesson he won't soon forget,” she confided to the hall mirror as she viciously thrust a hat pin through hat and auburn tresses. Shortly after noon Bobson appeared at his sister Dora's home. Dora was serving dinner for the hungry chil- dren. “Tessie always hangs the foliage plant in the window as a signal for me to come home to dinner,” he ex- ¥ B i ) } D i “8o This Is His Idea of a Jokel” plained, “and I tell you what, Dode, I'm afraid to go home, for she has not sig! d me today. Guess she's a bit upset,” he laughed a little lamely, “about the ad—just did it to get a lit- tle joke on her, you know.” “I don’t know what you mean,” re- plied busy Dora, “but I did hope, Rob. that you would settle down when you were married. You are twenty- five now, and I declare, act with no more judgment than my own Rob, who 1is less than half your age.” “There she is now!"” called Bobson, pulling Dora to the window. “Mad as a March hare. Gee! but she looks fine in that new suit” *“The boa is a beauty,” replied Dora. “It shows off well when she walks.” “Yes, she is making the fur fly, so to speak,” chuckled Bobson. “I say, Dode, just give me some dinner with the kids. I'll get none at home to- " Along in the afternoon, Will Rath- bone of Rathbone, Sutton & Streets, came into Bobson’s office. “Good boy, Billie,” called the effer- vescent Bobson. “You look like Foxe's ‘Book of Martyrs.’ Anything happened to the horse?” “It's about the advertisement,” said Will hesitatingly. Bobson leaned back and laughed up- roariously. “The best ever,” he ex- claimed. “But I guess Tess is mad,” sald he, sobering somewhat, “1 wanted to say,” continued Rath- bone, unsmilingly, “that you can hard- ly expect to be unaccountable for the debts contracted before the notice was published.” Rathbone, noting the look of dumb astouishinent on Bobson's face, added: ‘I hate to speak of it, Bob, but we are in for about $600, and can ill afford to lose it. You know I am somewhat in debt—my wife’'s father, you under- stand. The new department was my idea, you know. So Sutton & Streets blame me, for I was the one to let the account run; knowing you and Tessie so well” “Bobson rose, in a towering passion. “Rathbone, if you say another word T'll throw you out.” Rathbone straigthened perceptibly. “I hardly think so, Bobson. Better consider a moment, first. Remember, you tried that on me at school some 15 years ago, and it didn’t work just | as you anticipated.” Daily Thought. 1 always think that the first time one feels pain and hopelessness teaches one a great deal about oneself. It is just yourself that you need to learn about.—Mandell Creighton. Contents Make a Difference. If there is only one bottle of castor oil in the house, father is willing mother should have it all because it will do her good. But if there is only one bottle of beer in the house, fa- <her drinks it himself because it might ot agree with mother —Cincinnati Snquirer. Bobson's hair stood on end. w-; this the end of their David and Jm! than affection? And through vhn[ ghastly freak of torture had 'l'anleK not told him! Six hundred dollars! Somewhat blindly he put hand. “Don't let us quarrel, he said a little thickly. I will fix il} some way. 1 only put it in as a little | joke on Tess. I thought every on would know, | Rathbone took his hand and tried | to hide the scorn in his voice: “All| right, Bob; but if that is your nououi of fun I am sorry for you.” ; “I'm sorry for the little girl,” he returned simply, as Rathbone left him. Alone, he sat, unable to fix his at- tention on business, ashamed even to glance through the window. Along in the afternoon his sister Dora’s husband, a man several years Bobson's senior, walked thoughtfully into the inner office. Though on the best of terms, Bobson had a profound respect for Stewart “This is bad, Robert,” said Stewart, “but it scems that for decency’'s sake you might have taken some other way.” . Bobson, the chills playing sportively down his spine, felt what was coming. “But you can't expect me to waive my rights,’ continued Stewart. Bobson raised his head to speak but at his visitor's hand, lifted to enjoin silence, he vaited. “It is not right of you,” resumed Stewart. “You always bragged, you know, even to Dora, that Tessie was the best dressed woman in town. 1 don't deny that she is; but I meant to get Dora one or two things to make her work lighter—a new sewing ma- chine and a gas range, when you paid me, and it is hardly fair that she should go without tuese things in or- der to satisfy Tessic's love for dress. It was $400, you know.” Four hundred dollars! Indeed, he did not know. Bobson sprang from his chair and paced the small office, while Stewart grimly waited, He would not betray Tessie even to the family, but why, why— “Man alive,” he exclaimed, “T'll make it right. Even it it ruins me” he muttered. ut see , Stewart,” he continued, “I only 1at ad for a joke.” “Well, I hope you will enjoy it,” re- turned Stewart unfeelingly. Bobeon was ttunned. “Iiusiness can go to thunder,” said ke between his | clenched teeth, as flinging and coat he went by the ba his home. Finding the ho W he enterd by the way of the cellar—au trick that he knew. “Tess, Tessie, girl!” he called loud- ly, softly, pleadingly, as he searci each nook of the tiny housge. Going to the telephone he rang up hie wife's mother, “She's not here,” was the cuit re- ply, and he heard the click of the re- ceiver as it hu Dismayed he stood motio 8 T mother was clearly vexcd at him. She, had always taken his part—then was indeed forlovn For hours L. walke! the floor or flung himseif groaning i to a chair to wait and to plan how to ,ay a debt of §1,000 w he had iny sted all that his busii would pesr U in their lt- tle paradise o a hone. When the mid: 1" train from Chi- cago pulled into the little station, Bob- son, who had hitherto been ashamed to show himeelf, was madly pacing the platform, questis ng a party of re- turned theater-goers, the only passen- gers to get off, whether his wife had been on the train, “Yes, she has left me, and I richly deserve it,” he muttered as he re- turned home and staggerd blindly into the house. Ilaggard and worn he reached his home and switched on the light. “You're out late, Bobbie,” said a voice, sleepily, and Bobson started and almost cried out from sheer nervous exhaustion. “Tess, girl!” he cried, dropping on his knees and clasping the sleepy bun- —dle of lacey whiteness and vainly seeking her face, which seemed hid- den by the abundant auburn hair, “can you ever forgive me? 1 didn’t know that you owed anything. On my soul, I didn’t. It was one of my cursedly idiotic jokes. It is my last, you may be sure.” “Yes, dear, never mind"—the slim i hand passing lovingly through his hair l he —"and, Bobbie, boy, she tried to raised the bowed head, “I don't owe a cent!" “Tesi The burden of years seemed lifted from his soul. “Oh, but I shall make Rathbone and Stewart smart for this!™ “Why, Bobble Bobson!" she ex- claimed, naively aggrieved; “that was & practical joke!" (Copyright, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) Died From Eating Too Fast. James Gregory of Queens died sud- denly the other day. An ambulance surgeon expressed belief that death had resulted from strangulation, caus- ed by too rapid eating and inadequa‘e mastication. Gregory, who was 47 years old, went to Manning's hotel for dinner. When half through the meal he collapsed. He was carried to a drug store and a tele- phone message was sent to St. Mary's hospital, Jamaica, for an ambulance Doctor Stark found Gregory dead when he arrived.—New York Tribune Too Late. “There was cne sport the Roman mobs at the Coliseum missed.” “What was that?” “Killing baseball umpires.” The Plain Truth. “Was your friend suffering when 1 saw him, from convuisive contor- tien “No; just fits.” PSSR Keer Up Belief. Belleve in yourself, believe in hu- manity—believe in the success of your undertakings. Fear nothing and no one. Love your work. Work, hope, trust. Keep in touch with today. Teach yourself to be practical, up-to- date and sensible. You cannot fail.— Selected. ELECTRIC & Military Titles. 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