Colored Soldiers Our Firstjlalf Million “Berlin or bust” is the slogan of the American army and incidents of the training of the first half million men, who are going to get the kaiser, are told in a volume just off the press by a captain of the 349th field artil lery stationed at Camp Dix, N. J. Writing of Colored soldiers, Captain X, says: “Their emotions are as tran sient as children's, the lesser educated of our Negro soldiers, while their comrades who have gone to public V schools and higher are extremely dig H vnified, filled with ambition, reliable, wholly trustworthy and eager to do their part for America. One records these qualities for the surface judg ment of a Negro regiment is grossly unfair. Popularly it is supposed to be a gathering of likable hut wholly irresponsible children of the south land, who invariably spend their time off drill with craps, clog dancing, wild women and razors. That’s a libel, for I know in my own battery there were more men studying how to become non-commissioned officers than there were men for whom life was one long “moon air rag.” “Shoes spick and span, uniforms neat, slick and natty—that’s the Ne gro soldier. He’s there. He’ll write his reputation big in France. He’s working like a fiend. He has a big pride in his division—the 92d, com posed entirely of Negro soldiers. Lis ten to a big luck corporal there.” Listen now, all you men,” he is saying to his squad. “You all see my Chevrons there,” and he taps the cor poral’s stripes on his sleeve. “You men gotta know what them chevrons mean. Iney mean I was picked by the president to be corporal in his army. That the whole power,” ex pressively gesturing, “of the United States is now behind me, when I say to you all. Left F-face.” And they all face. There is a large nuirfoer of march ing songs in vogue while the troops are hiking, but here are the words of one that is a general favorite; “The bells of hell go ting-ling-a-ling O death where is thy sting-ling-a-iing O ting-ling-a-ling, the sting-ling-a lin for me.” "If you would intimately know the Negro you must be with him, hour after hour. The solicitous white-coat ed man, who waits upon you in a din * ing car, he is not representative. Nor is the eager bell hop who answers your hotel ring, ‘Ice Water, Boss'.” Nor is the shiftless driver of a team of mules. If you would understand the Negro, you must meet him in the composite. And it is in the national army that you meet him in the com- | posite. You find the dining car wait ers, the bell hops, the cooks, the gang laborers; but you find too the high school graduate, the Negro college man, the stenographer, the typist, the young Negro who left a good job in the bank to answer the nation’s call. You find an abundance of trained chauffeurs, a number of men skilled in the trades and Allah be praised, ample who understand horses and the care of them. An artillery cap tain is always on the alert for that. And as you study your men you get a new idea of the Negro race. You appreciate its fight and admire its ,» pluck. You realize that many of these men have fought their way up in life; that decent jobs have Wen theirs; and there is something far more to them than “jazz bands,” razors and dice.” According to army regulations, books by officers or enlisted men must be published anonymously. The au thor of this book, Captain X, is very probably Captain Edwin Fox of the 349th field artillery, in charge of Col ored men. It has been the custom to recite what Colored people may expect from the war, but from Captain X’s appraisal of Colored soldiers it is worth noting that whites are getting something too out of camp life, name ly a truer knowledge of what the Negro really is. SUGAR FOR PRESERVING WILL BE UNDER STRICT DIRECTION More rigid supervision of the dis tribution of sugar for canning anil preserving purposes will be exercised during September than heretofore, according to announcement of the federal food administration for Ne braska. The state’s allotment is one million pounds for this purpose and it is prob able that allotments will be made by the Omaha office to counties on the basis of population. September, ordinarily, is one of the heaviest canning months of the year. Much fruit comes in ami besides a great deal of canning of vegetables ^ is done during the month. These fruits and vegetables must be saved and the housewife must co operate with the food administration to make the sugar go round, says the food administration. It is urged that just enough sugar be used to prop erly preserve the fruits and vege tables. Additional sugar can be added when they are ready for consumption. | C..-..— « * * * < < < I i : < i...... The train rolled slowly out of the station, leaving a girl standing on the platform. Nellie Windsor was fifteen yenrs old. tier mother and father were dead and she had tin one but Uncle Jo and Aunt Betty. Uncle Jo had written her to come and live with him—and here she was. It was fully ten minutes before Uncle Jo came, and when he did he gave her n hearty kiss and lifted tier into the buggy and off they went. Arriving nt the farm, ] she found Aunt Betty waiting on the torch for her. and such a dear old ; lady she was. It was then 3:30 o’clock and the rest of the afternoon was ! spent In unpacking her clothes and learning the rounds of the house. I After supper she went directly to bed. because she was tired from her long tourney. The next afternoon she wandered i around, picking flowers, chasing but- ' ferflles. and, gathering an apron full of apples, she went down to the little brook. It was nice and cool and she was enjoying herself when—“Hello," said a voice. She looked up, but saw no one. "I say. hello.” again entne the voice; this time it seemed to come from the tree that was across the brook. “Hello yourself," replied Nellie. "Where are you?" "Up here In the tree,” said the voice. ‘‘Come down.” she said. “Nope.” answered the voice. No amount of teasing would make the voice come down. It was getting lnte, so Nellie said : “If I come here tomor row will you let me see who you are?" "Maybe,” replied the voice. So Nel lie scampered tip the hill and home. But she was not to see the owner of the volo-i tomorrow, for when she got up th* next morning tt was raining. Uncle Jo came In at dinner time with an Invitation for Nellie to spend , the afternoon with the Browns, who | lived across the field. Slowly she went upstairs to dress, sorry because . she could not go down to the brook, | hut maybe it would be there some other time-; so with lids happy thought ’ In mind she wns soon ready, and I Uncle Jo took her over to the Browns’. She was rather shy, being among strangers, but Mrs. Brown soon put her al ease. Molly Brown was Nel lie’s age, and they took to each other i right away. While they were sitting I talking about nothing In particular the doorbell rung and Molly’s mother went unit admitted live young people who had come to spend ttie afternoon. Soon a hoy about a year older than herself came in and was introduced as Billy Brown. What a good time she had. and what nice girls and hoys they were! But Billy—where hud she heard that voice? The afternoon passed all too quickly and when the guests rose to go Mrs. Brown shook hands with them all, and so did Molly and Billy. When Nellie arrived home she could not help thinking what a j nice boy Billy was, and site blushed when she thought how he hud given her hand a tiny, unnecessary squeeze. The days that followed were the happiest ones she had ever had. Long rambles with Molly and the Tucker twins, picnics, and often she would go for long walks with Billy. She liked Billy very much and Billy liked Nellie. But she did not forget the voice. Kv er.v day she would go down to the brook arid talk and talk with It. She would tell It of the nice time she wns having, and went so far ns to tell It of Billy. Thus two weeks passed on and Nellie thought she was never go ing to see the voice, when one day the voice told her flint she would see It tomorrow, sure. To be sure Nellie was there at the appointed time and the voice said. "If I come down will you promise to give me one thing?” Wondering what It could he, hut cu rious to see the voice, as she had called it, she readily said, “Yes." It slid down the tree and there stood— Billy! "You—you—?” she gasped. Billy si died and said. "Your promise." She y as so surprised she did not know .hat to say. At length she said, "What do you want?" "A kiss." lie replied. "Oh -li!" and she turned to flee up the hill, Ian Billy like a flash caught her. It was useless for her to try to get away, even If she wanted to. (Copyright, 1917, Wheeler Syndicate, Inc.) Here She Goes, There She Goes Frank Ituiley, attorney, tells tlie following, and vows It Is a true tide: An Indianapolis business man of mature years .received a letter from his secretary, and after trying In vain to read the written words told the secretary to send It to Fort Wayne, whence it came, and to Inform the sender lie had better learn to write. "Bui. sir. Mils is a letter you wrote and sent to Fort Wayne,” the secre tary replied. “They sent it back, say ing they could hot make It out." “Well, send it back and tell them to learn to read.” thundered the boss.— Indianapolis News. Long Picnic. A number of Munde men attended a picnic In Greenville, O., one Sunday not long ago at which, according to reports, more than a thousand persons present had n gay time, with all neces sary "trimmings” for such an occasion. "Did you have u good time at the Greenville picnic yesterday?” a young Munde business man wus nuked iti ids office the next day, that being blue Monday. “I don't know," wns the reply; ‘Tin pot home yet."—Indianapolis Hlur, LOUDER THAN ANY THUNDER Modern Guns Make Noiee That l:t Far Above That of ‘‘Heaven's Artillery." Every big noise Is compared to thunder, as if heaven’s artillery were the greatest noise imaginable. We speak commonly of “the thunder of the guns,” nnd the poets have always spread themselves on the terrific can nonade of a thunder storm. Hut the plain fact Is that man’s artillery beats the clouds into fits, if the distance at which each can be heard is any cri terion of the intensity and volume of sound. The gunfire in Flanders has been heard in London countless times, while It is quite impossible to say j how fur the famous mineburst on the Vimy ridge, produced by human agency, though not gunfire, could be heard. Hut it is doubtful whether the loudest thunder that ever pealed has been heard 20 miles away. One of the greatest thunder storms of recent years occurred in the Rich mond area, but not a sound of it reached London, and it is on record that when the church steeple of Lost wlthiel was destroyed by lightning to the accompaniment of such a roar of thunder as the oldest Inhabitant could not remember, no sound was heard 30 miles distant. The explanation of this seeming anomaly Is possibly the fact that thunder is produced in the air. and the sound is conveyed by earth waves rather than by flir waves.—London Chronicle. WOMEN HANDLE BIG SHELLS Young Mother Gave Practical Demon, stration of Their Physical Fit ness to Do So. When women first were put to work In shell factories In England they handled only the light field-gun shells. Later it became necessary for lliein to turn out larger shells, and doubts were raised as to whether the women were strong enough to handle them. A young mother settled the question. “Let me heft the shell.” she said, picking one up from the floor. “Aye,” she commented, "this shell is u mite heavy, 'tls true, but it’s not so heavy as m.v baby.” There is a shell factory in the Liv erpool district operated almost exclu sively by the daughters of business and professional men. Many are young girls who had never done any kind of work other than needle work gnd rooking. The heavy work of the establishment is performed by the wives of sailors. This is a nonprofit-making factory and it Is the reply of the Cumird com pany to the Hermans for the sinking of tlie Lusitania. Rip Van Noah. It was the first twilight game at the local ball park, and the little fan with the whiskers just had to tell something to celebrate the occasion. “Boys, here’s a new one my son wrote me," he said, ns he climbed into the bleachers. “Well, spring it! Spring It!" begged the “gang." “Let’s get It over with." “Yuli know my son’s at the Nation al army camp at Ohillieothe. Veh, lie came out flat-footed fer the war. Hah hah!" said the little man, as he hit Into a cigar which everybody knew was made In Wheeling. “Well, here Is what he wrote me this morning: ‘Dear I’op—Here is a joke. I hope you see the point. What put the chill in rhillicothe? Why, the draft, of course. Jimmy. P. S. Tills is some city.’ Now wasn’t that just like Jim my. Some little joke. H--»-»■ • •»'»«« »■■»-» I Automobile and Open , Horse Drawn Hearses Day and Night , JONES a CHILES FUNERAL HOME 1 Rady Attendant I Calls answered promptly anywhere 1 Web. 1100 and Web. 204 Licensed Embalmer. | AUGUST ANDERSON : t GROCERIES AND FRUITS j Good Goods—Fair Prices * i Webster 2274 24th and Clark. j Res. Colfax 3831 Douglas 3181 AMOS P. SCRUGGS Attorney - at - Law 3807 Camden Avenue. 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