U.S.A_ - John Dos Passos [303]
I step out into the lindensmel of a July afternoon and strol up to the café where at the little tables outside only officers may set their whipcord behinds and order a drink of cognac unservable to those in uniform while waiting for the train to Paris and sit down firmly in long pants in the iron chair
an anonymous civilian
NEWSREEL XXXIII
CAN'T RECALL KILLING SISTER; CLAIMS
I've got the blues
I've got the blues
I've got the alcohoholic blues
SOAP CRISIS THREATENED
with the gay sunlight and the resumption of racing Paris has resumed its normal life. The thousands and thousands of
-289-flags of al nations hang on dozens of lines stretching from mast to mast making a fairylike effect that is positively aston-ishing THREAT LETTERS REVEALED
I love my country indeed I do
But this war is making me blue
I like fightin' fightin's my name
But fightin is the least about this fightin game the police found an anteroom ful of mysteriouslooking packages which when opened were found ful of pamphlets in Yiddish Russian and English and of membership cards for the Industrial Workers of the World HIGH WIND INCREASES DANGER OF MEN
WHILE PEACE IS TALKED OF
WORLDWIDE WAR RAGES
the agents said the arrests were ordered from the State Department. The detention was so sudden neither of the men had time to obtain his baggage from the vessel. Then came a plaintive message from two business men at Lure; the consignment had arrived, the sacks had been opened and their contents was ordinary building plaster. The huge car remained suspended in some trees upside down while the pas-sengers were thrown into the torrent twenty feet below Lordy, lordy, war is hell
Since he amputated my booze
OUTRAGE PERPETRATED IN SEOUL
I've got the alcohohoholic blues
The Department of Justice Has the Goods on the Pack-ers According to Attorney General Palmer L'Ecole du Malheur Nous Rend Optimistes
Unity of Free Peoples Wil Prevent any Inequitable
Outcome of Peace of Paris
it is only too clear that the league of nations lies in pieces on the floor of the Hotel Cril on and the modest al iance that might with advantage occupy its place is but a vague sketch
-290-HOW TO DEAL WITH BOLSHEVISTS? SHOOT
THEM! POLES' WAY! Hamburg Crowds Flock to
See Ford
HINTS AT BIG POOL TO DEVELOP ASIA
When Mr. Hoover said to cut our eatin down
I did it and I didn't ever raise a frown
Then when he said to cut out coal,
But now he's cut right into my soul
Al ons-nous Assister h la Painique des Sots?
stones were clattering on the roof and crashing through the windows and wild men were shrieking through the key-hole while enormous issues depended on them that required calm and deliberation at any rate the President did not speak to the leaders of the democratic movements
LIEBKNECHT KILLED ON WAY TO PRISON
EVELINE HUTCHINS
Eveline had moved to a little place on the rue de Bussy where there was a street market every day. Eleanor to show that there was no hard feeling had given her a couple of her Italian painted panels to decorate the dark parlor with. In early November rumors of an armistice began to fly around and then suddenly one afternoon Major Wood ran into the office that Eleanor and Eveline shared and dragged them both away from their desks and kissed them both and shouted, "At last it's come." Before she knew it Eveline found herself kissing Major Moorehouse right on the mouth. The Red Cross office turned into a col ege dormitory the night of a footbal victory: it was the Armi-stice. Everybody seemed suddenly to have bottles of cognac
-291-and to be singing, There's a long long trail awinding or La Madel-lon pour nous n'est pas sévère.
She and Eleanor and J.W. and Major Wood were in
a taxicab going to the Café de la Paix.
For some reason they kept getting out of taxicabs and other people kept getting in. They had to get to the Café
de la Paix but whenever they got into a taxicab it was stopped by the crowd and the driver disappeared. But when they got there they found every table fil ed and files of people singing and dancing streaming in and out al the