New Britain Herald Newspaper, November 30, 1917, Page 8

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The American people have never falled in any great duty or feared to face any great respon- sibllity in that spirit of justice and lberty which hds made us all that we are or can ever hope to be. ~HENRY CABOT LODGE. £ STRANGE, INDEFD. | Matred for the President of th-e Upited States and everything Amer- dan s & characteristic trait of some gd our well known pacifists. Love for the Xaiser and all things German is 'but the other side of their nature. “Mhe German who yesterdsy at South | [Morwalk shouted “To hell with the 4 " While a gongregation was sing- ‘tng “The Btar- Spangled Banner,” is ‘an example:of what extremes these \follc attempt in thelr madness. The wonder is, the man ig living to face s court trial. He probably owes his /deliverance to the ultra-Christfhn . temperament of his captives. After 80 many years in the United |/Btates it is strange that some folk F~who came to this country to evade Prussian militarism have never be- come quite reconotled fo their fate. /And yet, up to this time, there was | mothing to hinder them from going back to the old love. There were ships salling at regular intervals from Atlantlc ports. The only time these | were pressed Into service seemed to be when the now pronounced pro- | Germans had accumulated enough money to spend a vacation in the Old /. World. Then they rush back to spend their American gold; but, and here is the b, they always came back to this :Nntry Now /a great number of them shout “To hell with the flag,” meaning, of course, the American flag. When peace times were in evidence it was & pretty good flag under which to live. ‘When money could be made hand over fist and none of it need be placed In improvement on American soll, but could be hoarded and sent back to the Fatherland, the American flag wes all right. Now it must give way to the flag of tho Imperial Master, Wilhelm Hohenzollern. The consola- tion of the whole thing is, however, that all Germans in this country are not pro-German to this extent, and also that there are enough true Amer- fcans of natlve and forelgn birth to counter-balance the disloyalists. THE NATION BUILDERS. New PBritain yesterday witnessed an Imipreesive sight in the golng-away of some one hundred young Polish men, members of the Polish-American army which will eventually take its place on the side of the Allied nations in their attempt to crush the Haps- burgs and Hohenzollerns. These men who left here yesterday are patriots in the extreme, imbued with the idea of liberating the land of their nativity. *“A free and inde- pendent Poland” is the watch-word that rings in their ears, that spurs them on to make the supreme sacri- fice. Believing that actions are atronger than words these men have not time to stand around and talk about what they would do. Rather, they go forth to show the world that deeds are the mighty conquerors of al] things. At the moment New Britain's Polish residents accompanied their valiant men to the train shed, Secretary of War Baker expressed concrete appre- clation of the new Polish-American army, numbered at 200,000, by offer- ing use of the camp at Plattsburg for the training of Polish cificers. This announcement greeted an enthusiastic gathering of Polish people who had assembled in Boston yesterday to com- memorate the one-hundredth vkresary of the death of Thaddeus Kosciusko. : Ignace Paderewski, the great pian- ist, whe has been an enthusiastic workeg for Poland for all these many anni- years, and particularly since the world war began, addressed the meet- ing at Boston and urged all Polish men of draft age who are not called to the colors to enter the new army, as the New Britain men have done. “Now is our chance to get back a free and indcpendent Poland,” said the musician. “We have the support erty-loving nation and its greatest | leader—our beloved President, Wood- row Wilson."” From the time of Kosciusko, whose out this country, and whose memory will live so long as the American na- tion survives, there has been a kindly feellng manifested toward the Polish people by all who know anything of their native land. are great people. Their shows their worth. Their actions in this country stamp them as desirable citlzens just as soon as they become accustomed to the laws and practices of the new world. In New Britain we have seen much of the Polish people. They have builded up a goodly part of this town. Never have they lagged when called | upon to work for the public good. So, when a great object is presented to thelr view, the freedom of their beloved land across the scas, those sons who are not naturalized citizens /ot this country are not slow to set; aside thelr employments, remunera- | tive at this time, and go forth to fight the good fight. People who are prone to make such sacrifices as this are people of whom we must expect great things. The action of these one hun- dred young Polish men argues well | for the future of New Britain, the future of Connecticut and the future | of America, insofar as Polish penple‘ have anything to do with the shaping | of that future. And they are here as | nation builders. THE STRENGTH OF A RECORD. Interest of the world is centered upon the Inter-Allled War Conference which meets today at Versailles. From that conference will came some definite idea df how 'the war is to be conduoted, now that the United States has fully essayed the role of a bel- ligerent. The American people will watch with keen eyes the activities of their representatives at the council table. Although our part in active warfare has not assumed the proportions it will attain at a later date, although our men have not as yet been thrown in full force upon the battle lines of France, the American government has lent mightily to the strength of the allled nations. To date we have con- tributed munitions of war, and money, and foodstuffs, and clothing, and ships, and everything necessary to carry on the gigantic campaign. Our men stand ready to man the guns— those of them who are already on for- elgn soll—and others awalt the chance to take active part in the struggle. So the United States goes into this conference In the full strength and glory of its powerful determination to make the world safe for de- mocracy. The petty politics of Bu- rope have nc bearing on the case 8o far as we are concerned. Matters that might interest England and France and Italy and other countries concerned, so far as distribution of the spoils is concerned. have no place ir the program outlined at Washington, the plan that will be presented by our diplomatic and military men at Ver- sailles, Never in the history of the United States has this country entered a war for dominian, for conquest. No sel- fish motives have ever prompted a war action on the part of our people. This is all strange to Burope, even that part of FBurope which lies out- side the pale of German territory; yet it is true, and because It is true will it play an important part in the tonference which opens today and from which must come a clarified plan of action for all those nations fighting the comman enemy. FACTS A An actor in New York whom a German spy suspected of being a fellow German spy commltted sulcide leaving the world in doubt as to whether he was a patriot, a spy or a natural actor. ND FANCIES. One thing not shown in the de- partment of labor's statistics of the effects of the war on various indus- tries is the growth of the Kknitting industry.—Springfield Republican. “Hyperthyreosis’ i chemist E to Register. is to the physio- what the ‘“brain the allenist.—New Haven Oh! what's the use? New York gave woman the ballot but won’t let liey sit on juries. How can woman clf a *“peer,”” when denied ed privilege of jailing New -Paterson Press-Guardian. Sugar was never so dearly as now—-Bridgeport Post, sweet Villa having resumed fighting again, conditions in Mexico are once mote normal.-=Mecriden Journai. About 70,000 church bells are now and good-will of this great and lib- | statue graces many a park through-, The Polish people | history | ostimated to have been melted in Germany for munitions. Many a poor allied soldier has been perfo- rated with chime notes from “Sweet Hour of Prayer” and has never 1 known it.—New London Day. | | The people's peace council is go- ing to open an office in Washington, but it has not been decided that Senator LaFdllette shall have charge of it.—New York Sun. As timo goes by, the villains of | the past appear less villainous, Some | people In Russla are beginning to ! feel that Nick Romanoff wasn't such a bad fellow, after all.—Boston Tran- script. | “The Eig Guns Thunder On the Flan- | ders Frout.” | The headline stobs one froni the print- ed sheet, | In spite of nerves long since to | horror strung; | Its thunder echoes down the street, And stoic calm is to the four winds | flung. | How go about small being set | Through life's routine, to that ti- tanic rune, | When you, beloved of many hearts, are met Where, noon to midnight, midnight back to noon, Tho blg guns thunder on Flanders front! quiet things, one's | the One sees you mantled in cascading flame, In that terrific urge where rivers lap The life-blood freely shed to sign the name Of holy freedom e¥er on the map. Splendor of life proclaimed fin every breath, With yoars of your youth's heyday still to run, Your deathless victory spells tered death For mound recaptured, frontage won Where big guns thunder on the Flanders front! bar- mile of So be the mourning-badge for you who fall Our service flag, while starred upon the breast; Our song, the final courage that you call ‘When Heaven puts you to the final test. Unmarked, your graves make conse- crated ground Of blood-soaked land where now war's demon shrieks, For there white peace shall be anoint- ed, orowned, And there the certain voice of god- head speaks— Where big guns thunder on the Flanders front! —Marguerite Merington, York Times. in New COMMUNICATED. HURRAH FOR EVERYBODY. This Is a Free Country, So Choke Jos- ephus Daniels and Run New Brit- ain’s Oity Fathers Off the Map. To the Editor of the Herald: Did it ever strike you as to the exact place that the city of New Britain has attained in the eyes of outsiders? There is always some squabble before the audience, and we are laughed at from one end of the state to the other. We were coaxed, driven and bullied into about everything golng that re- quired our dough, and how we did blow our horn when we went “Over the Top”. No committee on anything ever gave satisfactlon, nothing being dono 1is satisfactory, and do you blame the public? Housewives are called upon to Hooverize and save, save; coal, electricity, food, etc. Why do not the state and city or cities show an example? Cut out all banquets, city fathers, Chamber of Commerce, socleties and everything, cut out the Christmas white way. When I was a kid we had just as good Christmas times, without more illuminating than afforded by oil lamps. We need not go back to that; but we can dispense with white ways. Who do they bene- fit anyway? Merchants,—while house- wives grope around with lamps and candles to conserve. It imnakes you feel llke saying to Harlem with economiz- ing, don’t 1t? And the menus printed daily in the papers, supposed to be economical, huh! Why the people in the middle dass who are actually -bending every energy to do as re- quired, have never in thelr best days sat down to the tables containing such food. What do you think we live on? How many times a week do the moth- ers eat meat? It makes me tired. Now, back to the start. Clean out the pub- lic officials, and put in others. Glve every one a shot at graft,-—-ugly word. Let women vote and hold office, so that they can still wear silk stockings and short dresses. Ask Joe Daniels to explanashun himself as concerning the uselessness of women knitting, and then choke him. This is a free coun- try, hurrah for everything, from pota- toes up (or down). L. M. SYLVESTRE. New Britain, Conn. ALFRED CROSS COMES TO LIGHT. Now Playing With Mrs. Fiske in New Comedy By Philip Moeller. To the Editor of the Herald: Alfred Cross, sometime leading man with the Lyceum Players, is now ap- pearing with Mfs. Fiske in New York, in Philip Mocller's comedy, ‘‘Madame Sand”, which opened last Monday evening. This play is based upon the life of George Sand, the French writer of the aineteenth century, known in real life as Madame Julie Aurore Lu- i cille Amandine Dudevant. George Sand was also known as the “Great Lover” of her day and it was record- ed that she had forty-seven sweet- hearts. Out of this number Mr. Moel- ler, who is one of founders of the Wwashington Square Players in New York, has chosen five with whom he | carries on the action in which Ma- dame sond is the important character. These five are: Heinrich Heine, Alfred FACTS ABOUT THE AMERICAN NAVY BY LIEUT. FITZHUGH GREEN, U. 8. N. Powder Thig is the age of packages, small cheap packages—but millions of 'em. Breakfasl foods and shaving soap; chewing gum, pills, pajamas and pow- der bags. . . .white menacing powder bags liko so many deadly milestones ! down the perspective of time shout— trap opens and a head is to the dayvs of¢ bulk, the days whon John Paul Jones cried ttaboy!"” and poured an extra pint of black powder down the gullet of his favorite gun. The man who first proposad breech-loading was jeercd out of the meeting. “How are you going to ram Your charge?” was the unanswerable question—until the Powder Bag re- plied: “Make me right and you won’t have to ram!” Today our gunners never even see the muzzles of their weapons. More than sixty feet in the rear a mechan- lca] rammer chases home the shell, | While after it almost tenderly glide four fat pillows of powder. The | breech plug swings, smacks, and' 8rinds shut. Powder laid in 8o gently i3 enclosed by the shell in front: Jammed against its riflings and by the steel mushroom behind. Very best of old-fashioned muzzle-rammers could not have done so neat a job, Bags must bo strong and tough and durable. Upon these qualities depends the safety of the crews who load. But material that will meet all these requirements is difficult to obtain. It must be able to stand a lot of punishment. Surely a bellicose ! Pacifist on Broadway could not re- celve rougher treatment than does a sack of smokeless powder rushed from magazine to breech. Stowage is in tanks. Cover off, the hundred pound bag is jerked out over a sharp-lipped edge, swung | to the air-tight door trough and shot out into the handling room. A pow- derman leaps upon the catapult, selzes it, staggers for a moment yn- der its bulk, then speeds across to the conveyer, a motor-run endless chain of buckets. Into the first empty bucket rolls the bag and flles | jangling upward forty feet to the next | ammunition supply room. Here four men pounce upon the bags and sort them as they come to supply the two or three guns overhead, Presently the powder stops. Men | brace. Explosion rocks the very {'he did; and he gloated. Bags. thrust down. “Powder!” screams the head. Again the train of bags is in motion. Thud-thud . .. thud. They are rolled and swung, pushed and thrown through a serles of troughs and doors and traps. One can imagine their sigh of rellef as they nestle in the warm darkness be- tween shell and breech. But only for a moment are they content—then the world ends, at least, so far as those four bags are concerned. A score of places might the silk cover'ng have been torn. A miss- step, an inch of awkwardness or overbalance, and a hundredweight of deadly explosive goes scattering through the trunks and passageways filled as they are with hot motors, and human flesh and blood. Safety precautions requirc water tubs for such ‘emergencies; but a bit of a rip in the cloth of a bag may put the whole shebang beyond the help of water, The silk is of a coarse pongee tex- ture. Except a single small hole the bags are finished entirely before go- ing to the powder house for filling. Ends are doubled and quilted with heavy handling straps sewed down the sides. Lengthwise flaps with silk cord lacings are put on last in order to tighten the bag as the powder gradually arranges itself more densely and to take up the stretch of ma-| terfal. An ignition charge of black powder is sewed In one end which is dyed red for identification. Last of all the bag is stenciled and tagged. Its size, number, and kind of powder are painted on in big let- ters. A pasteboard tag slipped under the lacings carrles all ballistic data, which is the pedigree of that par- ticular brand of powder. TFinally are stamped the initials of the Inspector, who sired it, as it were. His identity is really most important for then one knows against whom a kick may be registered when one misses the tar- get. The Inspector, it is related, once palmed off some rotten powder on the Fleet—not entirely his fault, but For his initials blurred on the tag. It turned out, thousgh, that of a dosen inspect- ors’ initials his were the only ones which did blur. So he was ragged; and he suffered; and officially he dled. roots of the huge barbette. A faint de Musset, Dr. Guisenp! Pagello, Franz [ Liszt and Frederic Chopin. Mr. Cross plays Chopin, the great composer. He enters the play and George Sand’s heart In the last act. He Is at a reception in the Baron de Rothchild’s house. George Sand 1s al- ready bored with her Italian passion, Pagello, and she has saat money to his mistress to bring her up to Parls that she may be free of him. Chopin has thus far refused to meet her. But George knows the mood in which to approach him. It is the sin- gular blend of mistress and mother with which she had begun the oon- quest of de Musset in the first aot when she said to his mother, who at first had refused her attentions upon her son: “I am at once your son’s mistress and his mother.” She wins over Chopin, while Lisat, in another room, plays his beautiful composi- tion, “Dream of Love.” Both Chopin and George leave the reception room and their whereabouts is discovered trom the letter George has written to her publisher. She has gone “to put the poor, tired boy (Chopin) to bed.” Although Mr. Cross appears only in one aot, it is an important time for him and Madame Sand, and both play- ers have plenty of opportunity for capable acting. It is a distinct step for Mr. Cross’ progress as an actor in his present appenrance with Mrs, Fiske, this famous American actress who began playing at three and was a star at fifteen. New Britaln people would recog- nize the same voice and walk of Mr. Cross as they knew him on the Lyce- um stage. But that is all. He is now a more important player. Ak Chopin he is dressed in the conventional dress of the time, with blue velvet coat and buff colored trousers, and, of course, a wig made up as you would expect a great artist would wear his hair. He is a charming Chopin and looks well and appears well besides Madame Sand. John Corbin, the dramatic eritic of the New York Times, said: ‘“The Chopin of Alfred Cross and the Liszt of Owen' Meech were commendable fizures of genius.” The reviewer in the Journal of Commerce observed that “Ferdinand Oottschalk is excel- lent as the cynical Heine and Alfred Cross as Chopin."” “Liszt and Chopin,” wrote the critic of the Evening Mail, | “are conventional figures also, though agreeably visualized as young men by Owen Meech and Alfred Cross.” Ralph Block of the New York Tribune was pleased that “Alfred Cross is a quite satisfylng Chopin giving the part the tenderness and dreaminess it ought to have,” and Rennold Wilf in the Morn- ing Telegraph sald that “Chopin in the hands of Alfred Cross is a dreamy, plaintive figure.” Historically, Chopin left Vienna in 1831 and went to Paris where he met George Sand. His health began to fail in 1839 and George Sand went with him to Majorca, situated in one of the | Belearic Islands east of Spain. Main- ly owing to her tender care, the com- poser recovered his health for a time. Just before his death—he was a victim of tuberculosis—he said that the de- struction of his relations with George Sand (in 1847) broke up his life. Sand, as was true, of her relations with many of lovers, wrote a novel founded upon her lifc with the composer. The book was called, “A Winter at Ma- Jorca.” Any writing which concerns Mrs. Fiske—such as this comment about | Mr. Cross—should have something to say about that great comedy actress, otherwise justice would not be done to her art. Mrs. Fiske, in all her act- ing, has exerted a great intellectual effect. She has already said that she considers the part of Madame Sand as her best role. Passionate rebellion . . .'Siec semper tyrannis! DOING HIS BIT ) JOHN GRZYMALA. The young man whose picture is shown above always had a craving for the sea which was satisfled on February 9, 1917. On that date he presented himself at a naval recruit- ing station, was given an examination and acoepted and shortly after donned the navy blue. He is John Grzymala. aged, 22 years, the son of Stanley Grzymala of 68 Sexton street. against moral and social convention, so characteristic of George Sand, is shown in the sjncere and vigorous acting of Mrs. Fiske. George Sand in- herited a dashing temperament, dem- ocratic sympathies and a taste for ad- venture. Her nature was simple, af- fectionate and without vanity. Mrs. Fiske recognizes those inherited quali- fies and that nature, that is why she is admirable. As Madame Sand she is Madame Sand not Mrs. Fiske s Madame Sand. She is not merely the | actress, she is the character. Whether “Madame Sand,” will be a success and will remain long on the stage is a question. In the first place, this play is a succesion of events and based entirely upon dialogue. Critics have pointed out that a play must have something more than dlalogue to succeed that dlalogue usually fails. A play. it is accepted, must have con- struction in which there is plenty of action. In the next place, the present theatrical scason in New York is far from belng successful. When such well known and 'splendid actors as William Faversham and Henry Miller are obliged to take their plays off the stage after a brief run, it would ap- pear that something is wrong eithe: with the plays or with the public. Per- haps “Madame Sand” will prove a suc. cess, chiefly through Mrs. Fisko work. At any rate it will be interest- ing to watch the progress of Alfred Cross.. * WILLIAM C. KRANOWITZ.” Columbla Schoal of Journalism, New York. November 25, 1917. Telling the Worst. (Philadelphia Record) “Tell me the worst, doctor!” cried the sick man. 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High neck stock collars that and $1.98 cach. are smart, priced 49c, 98c $1.49 / 8 AS ONE MOTHER SEES IT. rst American Woman Who Lost Son In War Disregards Customary Mourning Garb. (Waterbury Democrta) Fate will soon thrust a hard ques- tion on many an American woman. Thousands of those who bravely sent heir soldierboys overseas will some lay have to ask themselves a partic-- ular question: “Shall I wear mourn- ng for him?" % For this question the women of this ~ountry should find a national answer. Chere should be established a uni- versal use—or disuse—of crape and >ther mourning garb for soldiers fal- en in the war. Fortunately for Yankee common ‘ense and rational maternal senti- ment, the first mother who had to ‘ace fate's terrible query has set all ther women a noble example. Mrs. Alice Dodd of Evansville, Ind., whose son, James Bethel Gresham, was the first American soldier to be «llled in a foreign trench, has refused o wear the conventional trappings of woe. ¥rom her residence in_ a middle west town and from her position of ndependence betweon the rich and he poor, Mrs. Dodd exactly repre- 1ts the average American woman ose son goes forth to war. Her decision is notable as a worthy one upon whe! Y S h to establish a natfonal The wearing of mourning is in no Way a measure of grief for the dead. ; It does not even satisfy any natural human instinct for somberness in fun- eral garb. Purple, red and white have been mourning colors in certain lands and centuries. Obviously, the governmc er regulaté the mode and expressing personal sentim: But could the women of .ic coun- try make a flner free will offering to democracy than by sacrificing their mourning garments as superfluous and inadequate symbols of cf? The hero who,falls i» France has’ made his life a gift to his country and to the world’s freedom. Yet we wo- men are accustomed to speak of the men slain in battle as “our gift to our country!” Let us try to think what dving in the full strength and beauty of their man- hood meant to them. Let us try to appreciate their gift to us. Then, feeling this, mothers and wives of America, we must strip off our black toggery as a cheap and tawdry affectlon; and knowing this, the only honor we can pay a dear dead soldier hoy is @ proud smile for the glory of his gpirit, and tears, In all humility, for our profit in the new liberty for which he laid down his life. ill nev. aner of . ©