St. Louis Post-Dispatch
May 2, 1920

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There ain’t a man I can put a hand on—not if you was to ag a 2 Phileg natia a Nh Slaw hauiieur Became s Red Cross Heroin Picardy... Elizabeth Jord BRSRN IVS SPH: SES SAS: SASS Se ae TE. LINES Fc RS PEE * 7 15th of the Series of the 52 Short Stories | By the Fiction Headliners of Today — The writers represented in this great series are George Barr McCutcheon, Ellis Parker Butler, Holman F. Day, Richard Washburn Child, Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews, George A. Chamberlain, E. Phillips Oppen- WO of the short stories by great authors . are being printed each week, one start- ing on Sunday and being continued on Mon- The other will start on — ie day and Tuesday. ) “Say, lady, just gimme a chanct, wunt ye?” $50 a week. They're all in the war or in the ) Wednesday and be continued on Thursday, ition fact’ries—and how I’m goin’ to get me | Friday and Saturday, Each will have one con Predwick Outs Danian Ma done, with the Govermint puttin’ exter jobs or more illustrations drawn by noted mag: Rowland, Lowell Otus Rees, Leonard Mer- ~ ’ me an’ takin’ me men at the same time’”—— ( azine artists cf the day. rick, Elizabeth Jordan, Holworthy Hall, — “Mrs. Raleigh was surprised and pained, and The story that will follow ‘‘Isador’’ is George Weston, Bruno — » Maude Rad. howed it. She was not accustomed to being told ‘*A Voice in the Dark,’’ by Holworthy ele yore an Dane Gaal ef she could not have anything she desired. Hall. It will begin in the Post-Dispatch Lucian Cary, Mary Synon, Jeanette Lee, ; ' “But I miist have a man, Mr. Murphy,” she ex- next Wednesday. Berta Ruck, Will Payne and Zona Gale, | patiently. “I can’t get along without oe beds nin ' I'm doing war work, too, you know, and + arn c y. My r ° ; - i cectee on vox ay dl epee tg “You have heard what my son said. Go and make yourself presentable and report at my house in an hour.” ON THE WOMEN'S PAGE OF THE DAILY Post DISPATCH the greatest personal inconvenience. He is : | THE LOVE LETTERS OF THE CZARINA re { / 7 ' g for France very soon, and he's extremely “Yes, lady,” “Murphy looked admiringly at the young officer behind the steering wheel of the big car. le seemed about 22, and on each of his shoul- *s was the single silver bar of a First Lieuten- Every line of his handsome head and face an superb youthful figure revealed the influence 4 his military training. Murphy knew that t. Raleigh was not alone the only child of his ma’am,” he answered. do—for, God knows the others.” off his heated brow, person's biography. “He's 20,”" he said, And next month he was going er! Murphy's keen eyes were softer when ie turned to the lady, but his sympathy could not the facts they must face. brightening face. urgently. bles and responsibilities, to which Mrs. lent a preoccupied ear. He himself, it d, was doing the work of six men, whfch, ng to his marked ability, he was able to get “O, come, mother,” of wasting time?” nd didn't know an’ automobile from an air- rest ' “Who's that boy?” asked Mrs. Raleigh sudden- . She was looking over the foreman’'s shoulder ta figure behind him—a shabby, unkempt fig- that obviously loitered and listened to the | ion, while it fixed on the lady the round, ing gaze of a little child. hy turned and, recognizing the figure, a heartfelt ejaculation, for which he ly apologized. The figure sidled nearer. , lady,” it said, “if yer lookin’ fur a man ve yer car I'm th’ man yer lookin’ fur!” more the foreman permitted his tongue to anced. mother,” ‘curtly ordered the applicant back into the ige, but the applicant held his ground. He } held the lady's attention. he drive?” she asked Murpby. foreman regarded the applicant with an but pent-up emotion which startled both observers, for now the young officer had | and was giving his attention to the inter- w. It had no perceptible effect, however, on himself. “Mother,” “what's the use?”’ declared the object. ” Murphy ignored the interruption. “I don’t know, “But if he can drive,” he added, “tis the only thing on earth that lad can , I've tried him meself on all He put a casual] foot on the running board of Mrs. Raleigh's car, shoved his hat a trifle further and, presence of the object, launched into that young “an’ Russian, bin on me pay roll two weeks, and he’s got me heagt broke.” A thought struck him and was reflected on his “So if you'd like to try him, ma’am, perhaps it'd be a good idea,” Mrs. Raleigh's lips twitched. he urged. Mrs. Raleigh was still studying the applicant, | and the applicant held his head high and met her “Six gaze with his unwinking blue stare. herself on knowing something about human na- The boy was ragged, trained, but those wonderful eyes interested her. They were like a blue flame. stant, and while she did so fate lifted the scales of two human lives and held them evenly bal- “Why have you kept him two weeks,” Murphy, “if he can’t work?” Murphy turned upén his emptoye another look of smoldering resentment. “Because he says he’s supportin’ a wife an’ he confessed gloomily, they'd starve if I turned him off. Just the same,” his judgment, and again he apologized. (he added, with deep meaning, “somethin’s goin’ to happen to that lad Saturday night, for it wasn’t an hour ago that I seen him, with me own eyes, tryin’ to yank a wheel off a car with a lever!”’ The youth concerned in this revelation favored him with a forgiving smile. “Say, boss, ye didn’t tell me they was any spe- cial trick in gettin’ a wheel off,” he defended muttered young Raleigh The foreman turned to her. “Perhaps he'd do you, ma’am,” he said urgently. “If you'd get ’'m a new suit of close an’ make ’m wash himself up and get a shave, mebbe he could learn to drive the car.” His passionate desire to get rid of his protege was now so obvious that Mrs. Raleigh’s lips twitched again. “What's your name?” sif asked the boy. “Isidor Synovitz.”’ “How long have you driven?” “Three years.” “Th’ hell he has!" exploded_Murphy. “Excuse me, ma’am. But if that lad’s drove three years ‘tis a wheelbarrow he’s drove, I’m thinkin’. That lad!” he added with utter scorn. The lady pursued her researches. ‘For whom have you driven?” she asked the boy. “Fur Dr. Henneke.”’ “Did he give you a reference: “Yes, lady, but I lost it.” “How long did you drive for him?” months.” The dialogue had been proceeding with gratify- ing btiskness. Now it had a check. “T have never heard of a Dr. Henneke. does he live?” A little of Isidor’s calm assurance deserted him. ‘ lady. I think’s it’s—per- street—or mebbe Sixty- a utterly ignoring the he ended Her son grinned. “What's the use “a? She prided dirty, obviously un- Where ( She thought an in- “Why—lemmie see, }haps it’s Sixty-sixth seventh street’-—— Mrs. Raleigh addressed Murphy. “It’s just noon,” she said. ‘‘Doctors are apt to be in their offices now. Will you look up Dr. Henneke’s telephone number and ask about this boy?” Murphy was gone nine minutes. In the interval young Isidor Synovit, urgently hanging over the door of the car, with his towsled hair on end and \ his unwinking blue eyes on the lady’s steady gray ones, spread his life before her as an open book. It was a fine volume, full of chapters of the sim- ple heroism so often found among the poor. Even (4 Raleigh showed an interest as it progressed. The . boy had married at 19. He was now supporting, jen only his wife and his mother, but two small she asked “an’ I s’pose children of his dead sister. But what of that? Work was his pastime and duty was his delight. wearily, WRITTEN TO THE CZAR DURING THE WAR reiterated. Murphy returned with the look of a man sad- (dened but not surprised. “T got the doctor, ma’am,” he reported formal- ‘ly, “but whin he understood who I was talkin’ about his language was that shockin’ I couldn't: /repeate it to ye. I shut’m off,” he added piougly. ‘4 But he mentioned among other things that he '” — - able to mcet. She was rather short with t'e toy when he disappeared, and the corners cf his mouth went down like those of a hurt child Arthur’s report did not help matters. “I suppose he’s hopeless,” she agreed. doubt I was a fool to try him.” Arthur shook his head. “Leave him *) we,” ~ he said. “I let you take him, so I’m going to make a real chauffeur of him, if I have to break ing of a sword in the sun. He drew a sharp breath. ' “Yes, lady,” was all he said. That night Arthur briefly reported that the boy could drive. “I/ve discovered, however, that he doesn’t know onw street from another,” he added, “and it’s dollars to doughnuts he can’t tell the Flatiron Building from the cathedral. You're go- ing to hate your hands full, mother.” When the new chauffeur reported for his duties “No ' had the lad three weeks! 4 Mrs. Raleigh looked at Isidor Synovitz. His )features were obscured by a temporary cloud ) through which the stars of his hopeful eyes stil] “I’m the man yer Jookin’ fur.” } shone. his bones in the process.”’ “You said six months, didn’t you?” she asked (the next morning, Mrs. Raleigh And her son It was Isidor’s heart, however, and not his him. looked him over with extremely critical eyes. His ) bones, that threatened to break. There began a “Yes, lady. He must of fergot!” appearance was vastly improved. But even in {month's ordeal that none of the three ever for- | “Have you be license?” his new uniform and sketchy cleanliness the ef-)got. There was something of the tyrant “fm “Yes, lady.” Isidor produced it, and Mrs. Ra- fect he produced was dim. It was at once clear (Arthur. There was also the intolerance of the young officer with all his training camp ideals of personal neatness, efficiency and ° distipline. . There was the fact that the cub must be whipped into shape, for each day showed .he hopelessness that he did not meet the exacting standards of the young officer. “He still looks like something that has crawled | leigh examined it and passed it on to her son. ‘It was-a grimy affair, like its possessor, but it ‘seemed to be in order. { ( ) ‘Arthur handed it ‘back after a mere glance. (out from under a log,” remarked that youth \ Surely you're not thinking seriously of hiring | unkindly. ‘‘And look at this windshield. Filthy! of finding a successor. Above all, Arthur ex- io man,” he protested, “after what Murphy and Spotted! Look at /Plained to his mother, there was his conviction that the boy’s whole future depended on the training he received now. That was the Lieutenant’s excuse for the in- cessant grilling he put Isidor through—that and the latter’s almost incredible stupidity. In one day he talked more to Isidor than he had ever talked to all the chauffeurs his mother had em- ployed in the past. For, alas, to tell Isidor some- thing once, or twice, or even 10 times, was not to make an impression on the vague possession that was Isidor’s mind. When mother and son went out to drive the instructions went on with an iteration that got sadly on the nerves of all con- cerned. “Don’t call my mother, ‘Lady,’” Arthur would say for the tenth time. Don’t forget to wash your neck and the backs of your ears. Don't drive without your gloves. Don't loll back in your seat or sit sidewise. Keep your eyes straight ahead. Don’t chew gum while you're driving us. And for God's sake don't le me have to tell vou all that again.” : To Be Continued Tomorrow and Con- cluded diemnesn. nite } Look at the right mudguard. {the tonneau. Covered with dust! Go back to the “you heard ) garage, clean the car properly, and report again in an hour. Isidor and the car disappeared.| When ttey returned the polished woodwork of the auto- mobile reflected the approving faces of its own ‘self was extremely anxious to be freed from duty (ers, but the new glory of Isidor was utterly }in that car. As his mother had told Murphy, ) eclipsed. His hands were black. His collar was /it was extremely inconvenient for him to act as )a wet rag. His new coat and trousers bore half | her chauffeur. This was his last month in Amer- a dozen grease spots. Arthur’s contemptuous ica, and every hour was infinitely precious—for ) young eyes took in all these defects, moving there was a girl ) swiftly from one to the other. “Well,” he said slowly, “perhaps I could lick § “Look at yourself,” he invited. ‘‘Look at your him into shape. I'll give this afternoon to it if / face, your hair, your collar. Lwok at your hands. you like. But he must.have a bath, a shave and \ Then, for God’s sake, go and wash up!” a haircut first!” “But listen! I got dirty cleanin’ the car,” Mrs. Raleigh turned to Isidor. ‘You have heard Paine Isidor. “I can’t clean the car and be clean what my son said,” she remarked briefly. Go and } meself, kin I?” make yourself presentable and report to my house | “Can't you?” asked Arthur coldly. “All right. in.an hour. My son will take you in hand then havo you lose your job. The man that drives and discover whether you can drive. If he finds (this car is going to drive it clean, or not at all.” ( that vou can he will get you a uniform and you Mrs. Raleigh waited two hours for her ca‘ that may begin work tomorrow morning.” sc It was excessively inconvenient to do so, as - The gaze of Isidor Synovitz was like the: flash- }she had several ap~ointments she was thus un- /Dr. Henneke have said.” “But, Arthur,” she reminded him, ‘Mr. Murphy tell me that I can’t get anybody else, : vig }and you know we exhausted every other means } before we came here. What else can I do?” The reminder sobered young Arthur. He him- a ee — a at em ———— ee _——— nander Relates Efforts to Get to Bagdad With 13,000 Men, Knowing He Needed 30,000 4 —-—— Officer, After Defending Position 148 Was Ordered by Wireless to Accept En- emy’s Best Terms—He Is in New York. , = wey tt By ROWLAND THOMAS, A Special Correspondent of tho Post-Dispatch. NEW YORK, May 1. VYING gone under the orders to attempt with 4000 men | another British General two years later had 140,000 accomplish, to wit, the capture of the ancient city of ; having come within reaching distance of this goal; having in, starved for five months and finally taken prisoner with i rees at Kut-El-Amara on the Tigris; having been for, balked. “ofaeartbag 7 ives of the Turkish | ter apreciated when you consider. Maude for the same job’ as) thereafter the honored guests and capt t and nation; and having, finally, been requested by his ence, Major-General Sir Charles V. F. Townshend, D. 8. O., K. s now for a few weeks in this country, stopping in New York at th and—resting up, you might imagine—trying to forget War | further advance But Gen. Townshend is here for study, not relaxation. He is | judgment, and only exceptional bold- The mastery of that work is hig whole lifework, and | ness of maneuver and shock action study war. ‘advance toward perfection, personal inspe¢tion of the famous of American military history is a step. n active soldier;me. But at speaking “tor publication te the world, gray of | of himself and that grim heroic de- close-cropped mustache, | fense of Kut, which even during and obviously strong of hectic 1916 held the attention of the st. direct and very simple world all through the winter and ) and manner, he recently early spring—before that hurdle he to me. °Of the art of | turned decidedly baiky. However— have talked willingly, “My handful was not enough for satisfied there was ajthe job,” said Gen. Townshend. ee. in! “That's the whole story, In Simia, , | 4 eg . ; = ia a Hie I a ae ————— eee ee eee ee | : CD" had 113,000 ee their capital, Constantinople, over to the Allies—after that against my 13,000, with a full pro- C. 1 portion ‘of guns, supplies, steamers, e railways, etc., all of which I lacked. before we started, I told the Com- mander in Chief in India, that with 30,000 to 40,000 men I'd guarantee to take and hold Bagdad, would be in violation of every prin- ciple of war to undertake a strategic offensive in a secondary theater like Mesopotamia with inadequate forces. He said: ‘I entirely agree, and not one inch beyond Kut-El- Amara shall you go unless I make you up to thirty or forty thousands. You are to advance from Amgagrah, fight Nureddin Pasha and occupy Kut, which is of such stragetic im- portance we must have it. Ordered to Go Ahead. “I took and occupied Kut, miles up the Tigris with only the Sixth Division. After that I indicated to Sir John Nixon, commanding in Mesopotamia, that to go on miles rnore and take Bagdad I must have two divisions, say 30,000 men. Oth- erwise there was strong probability of disaster. He decided, however, I should go on without reinforcements. And I tell you,”’ said Sir Charles Townshend, warming suddenly into feeling, “the task with such a hand- ful was one at which Hannibal or Napoleon themselves might have Its magnitude may be bet- that Gen. to 120,000 men, '—-the high point of our but that it| entrenched seven miles n. Townshend Tells First Detailed in all history troops gave such ex- amples. That the battle of Ctesiphon advance— Was not a decisive victory is due only to the fact that at the moment mv men had rolled up the enemy’s left flank and a Turkish army of 18,000 was in plain rout, Khalil Pasha, with a fresh army corps from the Cau- casus, appeared. In spite of that we stood and fought till nightfall, con- f-dent that because of the carnage the Turk would retreat in the darkness. Sure enough in the morning he was. away, be- hind the Diala river, and I found my- self with 4550 killed and wounded out of 8500 bayonets—a.casuaity list of over 33 per cent. Of course, with such punishment and the Turkish, Sixth Army in front of me and en- trenching behind the. Diala, there was no more question of advance. The one thing was to return to Kut and dig in there. Victory in Retreat. “We remained there in the face of the Turkish Sixth Army for four the | days while quietly evacuating wounded down the Tigris. Then we Slipped away one arm to envelope me and cut off my retreat to Kut. We retreated 90 miles with the Turkish army at our heels; we left no gun or wounded tired in good order after such liant rear guard action and then plete success and smoothness. opinion, is the hardest task which) can be put not only to a General, but to the rank and file. “At Kut I had resolved to stand. And the stand we made there saved had retreated further than this bi- | ifurcation of the Tigris and Rivers whence Marshal von Goltz,- commanding the Turkish armies, could have directed a strate- gic turning movement down the Hal | to Nasiriyeh, only three or four days’ march from our Mesopotamian base | at Bahria. A stand at Kut was the only way to enable the Government | to bring reinforcements from over- | by so recklessly sending me against night while the | Turkish army was extending its left Ragdad with inadequate forces, sup- plies and transportation.” 36 and 40-Mile Marches. I ventured to inter- a | sumed’ “the march and battle, fought a desperate and bril- | reached | miles continued their retirement with com- | Never, The!done longer and more conduct of such a retreat, in my | marches than those we made that night Shumranbend, only six west of Kut-Al-Amara, I consider, has a British force exhausting on and 2, 36 and 40 miles, re- Early on 1915, we marched Dec. 1 spectively. December, nd our column of Turkish pris- Hai | der | |two months, telling him otherwise it would be impossible to relieve us. | /succeeded. Only the valor of the Ox- saster caused | seas and repair the di ‘at daylight the assaulting ‘were expelled grenades with enormous losses.”’ mander, Gen. Sir John Nixon, wire-| lessed approval hold Kut. 'The Turks soon invested us in over- | whelming numbers, bombarded con- stantly and assaulted often. In fact, on Christmas night an assault all but ‘ford and Bucks Light Infantry and ithe 103d Mahrattas saved us, when columns. with bayonets and Fall of Kut-Al-Amara. ‘Kut-Al-Amara,” said Gen. Towns- the third of | of my decision to| we suffered I bargained for relief in| in the eyes of militagy students as) one of the most heroic and stubborn | in the history of any nation, ancient! Indian contingent or modern. “It lasted,” he said, “from Dec.’ 3 to April 29, or 148 days—longer than Osman | ense of Plevna. Of course! to the empire and their comrades by into | the food question is the main busi-: : compromising the dgfenes of Kuit, I ut with all our guns, our woufided |ness in a siege, and I divide the de-' would have their names posted in Ladysmit longer than Pasha’s dé fense of Kut into three phases in my through it all there | mind. The first, when I still expected | 2225 casualties, not in- cluding the deaths from disease. The second phase, which lasted from Jan. sumption and it gave us the meat! —— 28 up to the 9th or 10th of April, was the period, of half rations and scurvy. “You see, all I had to iasue by that time was 12 ounces of barley a day, and unlimited horsemeat. There were several thousand transport ani- mals inside the lines and killing them | served a double purpose. It saved their grain ration for human con- element in the diet so necessary to preserve health and strength. The) Britishers of us did very well on it, Story of ‘Siege and Surrender of Kut “What was done?" I asked him. “IT issued a pectin see to the putting the full | Situation before them and telling | them that if they persisted any lunge ~ er in an act which stained their sol- dierly honor and made them trattors their home villages in India for theif neighbors and kin to read and theif , I] | oners. And , RI 80g poeple fos Shae never was a murmur from the men. |relief from down river and issued | sons and their sofis’ sons. After that wantin have { risen behind us if I “That day the expeditionary com- full rations, lasted till Jan. 28, and’ most of them ate the horsemeat. Rut ro | : during that stretch of eight weeks we had enough other troubles. As- 'saults and bombardments still cons t'nued and on March 1 the casualty list, outside disease, had mounted te 2922. Also a German in a bombing air plane had arrived and was drope ‘ping them on us In quite indiserimie inate fashion. dropped a bomb on our hospital ang On March 18 he killed 32 sick and wounded British soldiers in their cota. “The thirst phase of the defense was the phase of starvation. April 9 I had to reduce the ration to five ounces of barley daily for all ranks ‘and all races. On the 10th I issued a communique to the garrison. I told them Sir John Nixon was mak- “General,” hend, “was never captured by the rupt, for it was plain he was mov~- a. It fell finally, but it fell from | ut the Indian Pr acai grey poor ing every attempt to relieve us, ing on with soldierly direcjggss to starvation, after hardships, mental| Comprised two-thirds o re Cons that I hoped to hold on till the the next stage of his narra and | and physical, which would be diffi- | 80", refused horse meat, i senonagpet fn. that we had already outlasted leaving something interesting out, cult to describe and after a strenu- | man behind us and we carried 15006 TurkisH prisoners along. In the of the retreat, Dec. 1, 1915, we turned and fell on the Turkish ad- Vance guard in front and flank he went on, was “However,” “although against my to Kut without further molestation. gave the least promise of success, I felt if it could be done my command | could do it. They had my absolute | command were perfect and soldiers confidence.” 'can understand what it meant when Again Gen. Townshend's matter-of | after such a battle as Ctesiphon— fact manner warmed into emotion. where we had most desperate bayo- ‘person to restore the broken morale | | King William and the Duke of Mar!l-| ‘wiped it out, and resumed the march | that you came within an ace of be- and owing to the great | irg killed there?” In that engagement the discipline| and suppleness of maneuver of my | telling of a difficult operation might | were dying on an average of 20 a) “is it true that at the crisis of the) ous defense of ‘just under five months battle at Ctiesiphon you found i —the longest, I believe, in British necessary to go into the action in ‘military history since the days of was no food left floods and the swollen Tigris it was impossible Not till men of some of the Indian troops and ‘borough. There ‘Yes,’ said he, much as a surgeon to cut our way out. remark that an instrument slipped | day from starvation, and also not till | and almost nicked his finger. “I'I was ordered by wireless by the ought to tell you that after fighting | commander-in-chief in Mesopotamia a rear guard action with those stale | to make what terms I could, as he cases of scurvy among the lot, i ek es Tee acy She Sa Se “The exploits of my soldiers were great in themselves and great net fighting, where the Turkish in trenches were absolutely heaped with their consequences,” he said. They | dead, where guns were taken and re- conquered over 300 miles of territory by the three victories they gave me. taken at the point of the bayonet and where our casualties amounted which were signal examples of her- | to over 33 per cent of our effectives— oic conduct and devoted geal, if ever “y x ™~ @ ‘what it meant when a command re- ‘, and war-worn troops and getting | was unable to relieve me, 500 more killed and wounded I had | to march Shadie. a total of 36 miles. There | was no food left, and the men were |asked him to tell me something of | by their ‘the siege of Kut and that defense Sir Charles Townshend rather grim. so nearly done I was afraid to hait them. At daylight next day we re- them all @ay as far as) did Kut) surrender.” dahs and Hindus alike, caste restrictions. Horse Meat vse “In a way. and from eir point | of view, of course they were right. But after I had 1470 of them in hos- pital, as I had on March 28, and 560 and hot weather coming on, and after) I had wirelessed the alituation to Stir both Ladyamith and Plevna and re- ’ John Nixon and he had cabled the: Viceroy in India and the heads of the various sects had sent full permission to their followers,_in | view of the emerrency, meat, and after they still refused to. to @at horge- | Since he himself had aaa of eat it and it was manifest that our hardships, mental and physical, I| power of holding out was je opardized refusal, something.” said which, as you may understand, ranks ly, “had to be done about it.” é ee ee tS religious | minded them they were the same. Sixth Division which at Ctesiphon with 8500 bayonets had bearded 24,- (000 Turks and thrown them out of strong redoubts and entrenchmenta, ‘while on the retreat, reduced toe 4000 effectives, they had thrown back the Turkish advance guard of 12,900. Problem of Starvation. “On April 14, Sir John's reliev- ing columns, under Gen. Gorringe, were only a long day’a march down ' Continued on ‘the river and though they could net break through to us it was ‘they might be able to ration us airplane. Five thousand pounds | food a day would have done it. t. ‘< } \ % x ? TE a “ a a Wh oad a 2