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FRIDAY, MAY 3 Six Sons in World War--- ~~ One Fell in the Argonne; v. Manning’s Family Record It Is Not WHEN One Dies but HOW,” He Explains After Return From Then He Tells How an Example of 100 Per of South Carolina Richard Boy’s Grave in France— His Six Sons Gave Country Cent. American Patriotism, By Zoe Beckley Coporicht, 1918, by the Pree Publishing On (The New York Brening World). is given to few to die as our boy died. . . . that war-blasted Argonne hillside, bis but not sorrow. For it is not WHEN one Thus, with sound and simple philosophy, did former 1 Manning speak sons, four others of whom are still in France. Ht i ! Carolina for volunteers. Among respond was my boy Wil- was a correspondent on & newspaper. his first #oldiering. When States entered the world ‘went into service as « matter although he was past his birthday, and left a be- and two babies and a ca- he longed to develop. Well—— “He trained at Camp Meade and “went oversens as a Captain in July, WIT, with the 316th Infantry, 79th the men who went in , 1917, bave been through about Last fall during the Argonne campaigns he was on the field to the rank of ea TFE riage iH tf ! i ; i be glad, his mother and they remove those soldier Romaine, where some 20,000 troops will soon find per- place, Not that the “ eaid the Governor, crinkling into @ rem- “But it leaves a more ure in the hearts of those narrative as he tells it, detail and a reticence hints to the listener Manning boys got some y gallant fighting in- it, traces of in the Gov- gray hair, And it is personally went to men of his State get actively into logic and eloquence under the strain of Governor that as the wes administered ‘alg office at Columbia, he would @erve by waiting and working i Hi Hs i 4 i Le iu seh e £ 5 sending every little while If into the service in one of his lads. There @ Major at the age of 1 i i] the work which he could not help The record of Major William Sinkler Manning makes a story eight, a West Pointer, in the s17th 156th Brigage Field Artillery, and Sergt. Johp/Adger, who was eighteen when he “went over,” was sent to an artillery school in France, was com- missioned Second Ideutenant and has recently been sent into Germany, and Lieut. Vivian, thirty-two, who in- sisted on getting in as a buck private, but whe, through a series of what he regards as @ conspiracy of ill-luck Jinxes, did not get overseas. When the others went there were reasons why it seemed best for Vivian to remain at home. There was only one other boy left, Preston C., then only fifteen and at a military school. So Vivian looked after family affairs for a while with more of less good grace. A day came, however, when he came to Dad's office and said some- thing like this: “I've never actually disobeyed you, Dad. And I don't want to now, But I've GOT TO GOythat's all!” And finally son went. Which put six Manning boys into khakd and one hankering, None of the four now alive in France has been wounded, though they all wear laurels for two-fisted, red-blogded wotk. The boy William &., who is dead on that Argonne hill- side, was awarded the Distinguished Sapyice Cross “for extraordinary bra- ‘very under exceptional difficulties.” | It is not given to all parents to get into such close touch with the scenes and events that encompassed their loved one at what we call “the end.” * © © To those who cannot see the spot their beloved dead make sacred. Gov. Manning’s description will bring peace and comfort. “All the little burial places,” says he in his musical South Carolina brogue, “are carefully tended and bedutiful with flowers whenever they are in ocoupied districta, There ty something infinitely gentle about the French landscape.” Afd the care) with which names and locations are recorded and graves tpnded strikes an endearing note, | “Our boy's grave was hedged round with a little wooden fence. A large cross painted white marked the head, and namo, regiment and date were burnt inte it. We planted rosebushes all round it * * * That evening we spent with hie fellow officers at beadquarters, and they told us the whole story—how his detachment had crossed the Meuse, how it had gal- lantly fought above Verdun and Com- mercy, how they had driven the Ger- mans from Hill $78, and how when things looked blackest our boy had rallied his battalion, which had been | shot to pieces, and started them upon them finish.” — The Th Women ree STOOD BEHIND ‘ «Courage, Faith, Quenchless Optimism ‘of Mrs. Read, Mrs. Towers, Mrs. Hawker Inspiration to Every Wife in the World PY, Marguerite Mooers Marshall by The Pree (Ca. (fhe New Tork Brening World). HREE brave women etand behind our three princes of the air—Lieut. Commander A. C. Read, Commander John T. Towers and Hafry G. Hawker. In the hour of their glory—for there ts glory enough for all of them—it ehould not be forgotten that Mrs. Read, Mrs, Towers and ‘back their hus- bands from their perilous adven- ture nor even whimpered when the adventure By © reemed to be go- ing against them “yee The three wives watched thoir husbands set off on the most thrilling quest since that of the Genoese who braved the Western Ocean; then th: ‘went home to watch and wait in si- lence—according to the immemorial tradition of courageous womanhood. It 1@ the old story Kingsley told In the ballad of the three fishers: “Three fishers went sailing out into the west, Out into the west, as the sun went down; Each thought on the woman who loved him best— And the children stood watching them out of the town. ‘ “Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower, And trimmed the lamps as the sun went down; ‘They looked at the squall and they looked at the shower, And the night-rack Came rojiimg up ragged and brown. “For men must work and women must weep ‘Though storths be sudden and waters deep, And the harbor bar be moaning.” Yet if Mrs, Read, Mrs. Towers and Mrs, Hawker did any weeping, they concealed it magnificertly, Unlike Kingsley’s legend, the story of thelr fishers of the alr ends happily, Still each woman had to undergo hours and days of the most heart-gripping suspense, There is no record of their fakering before, during or after the Joust of death undertaken by the men they loved. Their fortitude seems to have been equalled only bx their optimistic trust. 4 The wife of Lieut.‘ Commander Read, first man to fly across the At- lantic, and performing the feat in a jinxed flying boat, said oon al she learned of her husband's success “I expected him to succeed. “I felt that no harm could come to him,” she continued. “Some of my friends here have told me they thougm it was remarkable that I would consent to Mr. Read making such @ trip. I told them they didn't know the navy. It would have made very little difference what my pref- erence might have been, so why not be cheerful and even enthusiastic about it? 4 “You see, I married a flyer. “Mr, Read was in the Navy Avia- Mrs, Hawker nelther sought to hold and I have never known him as any- thing else and I am very proud of him. He soon had me almost as eager for the flight as he was. “Every navy woman forms the habit of accepting’ without question the duty, however hazardous, which falls to her husband's lot, During the several months Commander Read devoted to preparations for the over- seas flight he grew more and more deeply interested and I was fired by his enthusiasm. I know I was as keen as he to have the flight succeed and perhaps a little more keen to have him the instrument through which success wag attained.” ‘The beautiful young wife of Com- mander Towers was confident from the beginning that her husband would be the first of the flyers to make the chosen goal. “I feel that anything Commander Towers starts out to do he will| finish,” she said jubilantly when he arrived at the Azores. Nor did she ever lose faith during the long hours when the half- wrecked plane was taxi-ing her way into port, although the reports of the trols were pessimistic in the ex- treme and wiseacres said the plane and its occupants were alfnost cer- tainly lost. “I have not given up hope,” she in- sisted, “I just know he's all right. I know when he is picked up you'll find he is still in command and try- ing to make port with his ship. I expect to hear from him at any mo- ment. I just can't give up. “He told me he'd ‘make it.’ That's enough to sustain my confidence. He always does what he says he will do. He's had trouble of some kind, but he's the type that will overcome eee i Md. et MRS. JOUN H. TOWERS be right there where he belongs—in command of his ship.” And Commander Towers lived up to his wife's estimate of his ability by coming into port “in command of his ship.” As for the wife of “the Daredevil of the Air,” there is something almost uncanny in her doughty confidence that Hawker would master his fate. ‘The news of his discovery was flashed to the world. Sunday night, after a week of utter silence regard- ing his fate. Yet on the preceding Friday, when he had been given up as lost, his indomitable wife wrote to Lord Northcliffe, regarding his offer to divide the prize of $50,000 among the heirs of Hawker and Grieve: “While appreciating this as a very noble of- fer, I cannot and will not, as you know, believe that my husband is not alive. With firm faith in the power of God to succor my husband and his companion, wherever they fell, I thank you for your most generous offer.” Saturday night she sald jokingly to some of her friends: “You're looking down in the mouth, boys. Cheer up! We shall have some good news w- morrow, Sunday is my lucky day.” After the message from the Mary had been received, Mrs, Hawker de- clared: “I just knew my man would be restored to me, and my only trial was the waiting. Something told me everything would be all right. “If you understand the greatest love possible between a man and a woman, you'll understand all, If you've ever been separated from @ loved one and suffered the greatest worry and in spite of this from far away comes the loved one's voice, saying ‘all right'—comes not mystert- room—then your heart responds, doesn't it?) You face the biackest circumstances with that song drowp- ing all thought of woe.” A few hours after hearing of the rescue she prophesied pluckily, “I tion Bervice when I first met him difficulties, He'll be found and he'll! wouldn't be surprised if he tries the aad ously, but naturally, as if in the next’ he Three rdmen flight again. A failure like this won't stop him. It will only make him the more determined. If he does try again he'll get across the next time.” In the courage, the trust, the cheer- fulness of these three wonderful women, there is a Jesson, I think, for every American wife of to-day. YOUR husband has his battles to fight, kis dangers to risk, his goal to achieve, Suppose, instead of fussing, nagging, wailing about your own woes, you try believing in his star, bacying his luck for all it is worth. Your, glad faith, his effort to live up to it, may make him, if not a Columbus of the air, at least a happy, useful man instead'of a saddened failure. Mlustrations by “Keeping in touch with the service” house, on military in- (j strocshuns an for you t Y the ome~guard fellos up an showin them & BS (vod time an callin tt gettin in touch with the service, was an in- sult, I may have let Wee Willow Park on a Saturday nignt but after the way I slapped you on the face the night you tried to put your arm around me in the hammock that Sunday night, I thought you knew I was no cooin goin to let anybody it would be you. I ain't even said anything cute to any of the home guard but once an that was to the Colonel at Maggie Sams party. He didnt have sense enough to appreciate it. Wed been while by way of makin conversashun he got inquisitivg an says, “Miss Ma- ble, whos the man of the hour?” An | I says, “You seem to be at present.” He never even took the hint. Thats the way I do, Bill, alwayys handin nothin between us now to keep us from bein like other engaged people I guess youve always worried a little aboht Roy. You neednt no more. Hes too cheap a skate for me to) notice. The other hight we passed was cookin and smelled awful good. I stopped and sniffed the air a: says, “Dont that candy smell good?” An he says, “Yes, lets stop an smell it awhile.” I wasnt goin with him for what I could get out of him, but to think we was havin, you hold my hand in the canal at dove. You ought to know if 1 was stuck about two hours an after em lemons. There oughtnt to be the candy kitchen an the candy I thought it was time to quit. TWO MINUTES OF OPTIMISM | By Herman J. Stich Copyright, 1919, by the Press Publishing Co, No Shibboleths. ENTLEMAN JIM” CORBETT whipped the redoubtable “John Bell internationalized telephony. Marconi practicalized Singer and Howe put a dressmaker in every civ- ilized household. But it took years or decades of sweat and blood to 66 L” “wireless,” tura each trick. her incomparable voice overnight. of the kettle’s mist, but to learn to turn the wheels took half his life. . Lister did not revolutionize surgery in forty winks nor did Edison and Tesla electrolyze the world in the shake of a lamb's tail. Field ran one of the most successful department stores in the United States, but it took him @ generation to build it up. They're made—dlways self-made. . Poe, Maupassant and Balzac became master writers, but first they slaved and starved for ten or more years. Galli-Curci did not develop . It there are any magic keys or mysterious shibboleths that will open the door to lasting fame and fortune they're pretty well secreted. ‘The probability is that they never will be dragged forth, for, in the language of Jimmy, “there ain't no such animals.” . ‘Time and Toil—tireless brain and brawn—are the only makings of success we know of. Successes aren't born and they aren't flukes, (The New York Evening World). Watt fashioned steami engines out Marshall MABLE’S LOVE LETTERS TO HER ROOKIE By Florence Elizabeth Summers Natalie Stokes. i] ERE BILL, Howll we ever get along when were married, with you always takin things the wrong way an never understandin anything? is a book we revd-at Maggie Sams “| STOPPED AND SNIFFED THE AIR.” Now, Bill, theres no sense in your takin everything wrong. I thought when Broggins died all trouble was over among us, an I been careful to explain everything since but you had to go an get somethin else in yout head wrong. I aint sayin it aint my fault for not explaintn better but hereafter you can ask to have it made plain before you accuse me of anything. You once says, “In- dependent! Thats me all over, Mable.” Well, I say, “Me too, Bill!” An mean it. I dont mean to bust up, but use your commen sense an you wont find the welcom wore off the door mat when you come howe. I aint no saw dust doll but Just your MABLB . Private Bill Smith, U. 8. Army. Dere Bill, 1 aint heard from you for some- time, perhaps they got a sensor now at your camp. Please try to get a sensor that you know. You ought to have seen a letter what Maggie Sams got from her best fellow Charlie Foote. The sensor must have been a German or an old button hole maker, | dont know which was the worst cut up, Maggie or the letter. You know what lovely things Charlie says Perhapg he dont to men, though@ After one sentence the sensor wrote Mush. The only rea- son he didnt cut the sentence out was sos he could be funny. So please get a sensor you know and tell him there aint nothin in any worth readin any~ had a long streak of liver or I know hed send his best. There isnt enough of it now to make it worth sending. Tommy Jones drew a beard an a mustash on your fotograph, You got no idea how it changes you. Always remember | love you no matter what you look like. MABLE (Coppright, 1919, by Frederick A, Stokes Oo.) ‘The complete series of “DERE BILL" Lattens fe publiahad in book farm, ” if IN 1896 THE K.OFC. FIRST ENTERED WAR KNIGHTS REVOLWTIONIZE REUEF 4 WITH 300 Vv K. of C.---On the Job =SULY,1916, K.OF C. ERECTED A AX CHAIN OF 16 HUTS AT THE THREE K.OF C, CHAPLAINS \AWARDED CROIK DE GUERRE FOR GRAVERY UNDER FIRE~ JULY 1916 i] a A \\Fiest RELIEF IN Co UB Room GERMANS \ K \ kor c.secretaries a Gs ES ia A EW YORK IC.OFC, DRIVE NETTED, $5,000,000. <\\\ Ca _—_— A Errenser 07, 4 Oe) AA IRST PARTY OF Ni LOFC.CHAPLAINS WENT \\ 10,000,000 GH OVERSEAS > OVER QUOTA ‘\ \ ad 5 FORMERLY GARRISON f\4 mak pC K-C. HOSPITAL SERVICE PERFE \ STENOGRAPHERS WRITE LETTERS For MEN JUNE, 1916"- I, OF C, CLUBS PENED IN LONDON AND ITALY Ever Since the War With Spain IN GREAT ARGONNE BATTLE

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