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JOYFUL SURPRISE OF BRITISH

The Yanks are coming

We're coming o-o-o-ver

PLAN LEGISLATION TO KEEP

COLORED PEOPLE FROM

WHITE AREAS

many mil ions paid for golf about Chicago Hindu agi-tators in nationwide scare Armour Urges U. S. Save Earth From Famine

ABUSING FLAG TO BE PUNISHED

Labor deputies peril to Russia acts have earmarks of dis-honorable peace London hears BILLIONS FOR ALLIES

And we won't come home

Till it's over over there.

THE CAMERA EYE (27)

there were priests and nuns on the Espagne the Atlantic was glassgreen and stormy covers were

clamped on the portholes and al the decklights were screened and you couldn't light a match on deck

but the stewards were very brave and said the Boche wouldn't sink a boat of the Compagnie Generale anyway,

-362-because of the priests and nuns and the Jesuits and the Comité des Forges promising not to bombard the Bassin de la Brieye where the big smelters were and stock in the company being owned by the Prince de Bourbon and the Jesuits and the priests and nuns

anyhow everybody was very brave except for Colonel

and Mrs. Knowlton of the American Red Cross who

had waterproof coldproof submarineproof suits like

eskimosuits and they wore them and they sat up on deck with the suits al blown up and only their faces showing and there were firstaid kits in the pockets and in the belt there was a waterproof container with milkchocolate and crackers and maltedmilk tablets and in the morning you'd walk round the deck and

there would be Mr. Knowlton blowing up Mrs. Knowlton or Mrs. Knowlton blowing up Mr. Knowlton

the Roosevelt boys were very brave in stiff visored new American army caps and sharpshooter medals on the khaki whipcord and they talked al day about We must come in We must come in

as if the war were a swimming pool

and the barman was brave and the stewards were

brave they'd al been wounded and they were very glad that they were stewards and not in the trenches

and the pastry was magnificent

at last it was the zone and a zigzag course we sat

-363-quiet in the bar and then it was the mouth of the Gironde and a French torpedoboat circling round the ship in the early pearl soft morning and the steamers fol owing the little patrolboat on account of the minefields the sun was rising red over the ruddy winegrowing land and the Gironde was ful of freighters and airplanes in the sun and battleships

the Garonne was red it was autumn there were

barrels of new wine and shel cases along the quays in front of the grayfaced houses and the masts of stocky sailboats packed in against the great red iron bridge at the Hotel of the Seven Sisters everybody was in

mourning but business was brisk on account of the war and every minute they expected the government to come down from Paris

up north they were dying in the mud and the trenches but business was good in Bordeaux and the winegrowers and the shipping agents and the munitionsmakers crowded into the Chapon Fin and ate ortolans and mushrooms and truffles and there was a big sign

MEFIEZ-VOUS

les oreilles enemies vous icoutent

red wine twilight and yel owgravel ed squares edged with winebarrels and a smel of chocolate in the park gray statues and the names of streets

-364-Street of Lost Hopes, Street of the Spirit of the Laws, Street of Forgotten Footsteps and the smel of burning leaves and the grayfaced

Bourbon houses crumbling into red wine twilight

at the Hotel of the Seven Sisters after you were in bed late at night you suddenly woke up and there was a secretserviceagent going through your bag

and he frowned over your passport and peeped in

your books and said Monsieur c'est la petite visite FIGHTING BOB

La Fol ette was born in the town limits of Prim-rose; he worked on a farm in Dane County, Wis-consin, until he was nineteen. At the university of Wisconsin he worked his way

through. He wanted to be an actor, studied elocution and Robert Ingersol and Shakespeare and Burke;

(who wil ever explain the influence of Shake-speare in the last century, Marc