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About The Montgomery monitor. (Mt. Vernon, Montgomery County, Ga.) 1886-current | View Entire Issue (April 12, 1906)
Compiled by Wm.RMacK.Till. Go ...... ... . . . . ... jl-.. .. ft was a glorious fall evening In Par- Ul6 vls We were seated In the club, on the Boulevard Germain, discussing the 11 stirring events of the day. There haJ been rumors and reports of disagree ments between France and Germany, jNo man could say what would hap -en next. Both nations were on the ui vive, armed, mobilizing, ready to ght at the drop of the hat. , Brangere, the sculptor, drew up a mail table and we prepared for a lame of the fascinating American pok- Ir, which had just become all the rage In France. We had just dealt the ;ards. Brangere, with Ouvrard, the banker, Mongerval, former French am bassador to St. Petersburg, and myself, made up the party. Suddenly Latour. the correspondent of La Vie, burst in upon us. His eyes were sparkling. Latour's eyes always contained a message of some kind. "Have you heard the latest?” lie in quired. "No. What has happened?” "War is declared!” We Jumped to our feet In astonish ment. "Mutual insults have passed. The ? Germans have burned the French am bassador in effigy. The French retali ate by hanging a dummy Kaiser. The Ttreeta are full of mobs, ull of one mind —Germany must back down. In Ber lin the people are swarming the streets, demanding that Germany h stand upon her dignity. So there you j I have it. Cl 8 “And what from the War Office?” I asked Mongerval. Latour bent over our table and fair : ly hissed the words: "The Germans * • have already Invaded France. They 1 are swarming across the frontier. And | oh. the shame of it—we are not ready. !■ There are no troops in the field. It r , is the asininlty of the 'overnment; ' the littleness, the sell*** ness, the , greed of the commanders and the min isters!’' Latour’s breath gave out. He was always tragic. Our game was forgot ten. We looked at one another in ‘ dumb astonishment. For none knew d better that we the unpreparedness of the French, against which stood the mighty power of the enemy, her teem ing population, every man of which had been trained to carry a gun, to shoot, to obey orders. And the Ger mans had chosen their season well. I recalled a pronouncement of the Ger man General Staff in 1905, when they , said. "We shall impose on the French v a winter campaign. Our soldiers, com * lng from the cold regions of the north, . i will march toward a temperate cli i mate, and the advantage will be alto -1) getlier ours.” j(i( Latour left us on his chase for news. « Our party, was broken up. The im pending crisis was too much for us all. -J "I shall go to the front and gather e -material for a wonderful group—the c Hying Generalissimo,” said Brangere, c throwing back his broad shoulders. X "The French will win,” said Ouv v ’ rard. smiling, "and I shall loan them ~1, funds —as much as they may need— v without charge, for the sake of my beloved France.” And here he lied, • for X knew that he would demand In terest to the last sou. A" "Adieu.” said Mongerval. “I go to / the President. I shall urge meditation, < *nd I, myself, shall be an ambassador e to arrange terms.” He withdrew grandiloquently. fc I was left alone—l. James Adams, , a plain American of adventure, to per . form a part of which I had then no . conception. , It is dangerous in France, or In Germany either, for that matter, to be secretive. Suspicions are sure to be aroused if your business is not well } known and openly stated. Therefore i It was well that I was allied with large . American manufacturing firms, with offices in Berlin, Hamburg. Paris and , . Palais. In France I was careful to be French in sympathy and outspoaen, 11 too. In Germany I became a Teuton to the core. In addition to this ready J adaptability, I was personally ac *T. quainted with the French and German >igi rulers, had excellent German connec tions, and was well known in Belgium, Holland and Italy. And inasmuch as it often became necessary for me toj —~~——■ THE TROOPS WERE HURRIEDLY MOVED TO THE BORDER. change my colors and affiliations sev eral times in as many weeas, my ac quaintance stood me in good turn, c Aside from my personal interests it f was no light matter—this already ac tlve demonstration of forces on the f part of Germany. The disagreement I which had grown out of the Algeciras i! controversy was only one of a series r of causes of war. The many slight misunderstandings between the two II nations, complicated by European dip ]; lomatlc twistings and turnings, had „ fanned the flames, already arising from 2, Germany's openly announced dream or ■ world-wide hegemony. Added to this, b the propagandist publications of the Pan-Germanic League; the annexation , of Austria, German expansion In Asla «’ Minor, the ruin of English sea-power, Oi and the political and economic dom .in ination of Europe, permitting tne Hooding of the world by German prod ,,a ucts through the four ports of Ham- Jf* burg, Antwerp, Salonica and Trlests, had stirred to resentment the material Interests of France and even of En- Tland. Although France desired no til such convulsion as was sure to be ~, produced by war, she was not content to lie supinely and see her opportunl ,r> ties wrested from her people by Ger e; man hands. What wonder, then, that K . all France rose In one patriotic cry: J ‘TO ARMS! TO ARMS!" X left the club and made my way ' through the crowded streets to the ■ Avenue l’Opera Reaching the Grand Hotel, mv ears were assailed by a clamor, which rase and fell and burst like a storm Ba-ds of civilians, thou sands In each, composed of laborers and artisans. w»re "’arching boi-t"r cu«ly up and the streets, cheer ing and slnedng the Marsel’lalse,” ••Ith flaws and banners flying of every olor and description. Presently I oa-d *he trampling of horses coming own *he strpet, mlneled with the loud heering of the populace. It was a troon of Cuirassiers, and in another minute I we* in the midst of a seeth ing crowd and could perceive nothing around me but a sea of hands, hats and heads S»V ,* The civil ians, who wero' F *u?e wild state of ex citement cheer*'troops, "Vive les Cuirassiers!” wli»' .e the dragoons in return shouted “Jl Berlin!” and “Vive la France!" At a corner I met Captain Mau bourg, struggling through the crowd, lie greeted me seriously. "1 am on my way to the War Office,” ho said. "My regiment is being mobilized, and I am called for conference. Come with me. You Americans are always Ingenious. You may be of assistance.” It was a memorable meeting—one that I shall never forget. Grave Sen ators, uniformed Generals, and the President, witli his Ministers, discussed the many questions before them until well nigh morning. For a time I wait ed in an ante-room. Finally I was summoned. Captain Maubourg an nounced me as "Monsieur Adams, of the United States, a graduate of west Point, the greatest military school of the world,” and Intimated that I might have suggestions of value. I had spent my time, -while waiting, in the study of a large war map of France and Germany. I had understood that the German forces were approaching from points south of the Vosges Moun tains, with a view, perhaps, to cutting off a portion of eastern France and ultimately making It German territory. French troops were being hurried to the frontier, assembling at Luneville, at Chaumont, and at Belfort. It ap peared necessary to check the Invasion at once. “If I mistake not,” I said, "the Ger man approach of 1870 was similar — to cut Paris off from the south, the source of Us supplies. Now is it likely that they would a second time adopt this plan? What evidence have you that the main attack is to the south east of Paris?” “We have the reports of our border agents," replied the President. “We are advised that the whole force of the German attack is In that direc tion." "They may be right,” I rejoined. "But would it not be well to see what is going on to the north? What would happen if, for instance, the Germans struck across the south of Belgium, and cut off communication between Paris and the Channel? IS that move out of the question?” There was no reply at first. They were thinking hard. "It Is not likely," began General Brugere, famous as a strategist. "But, by Heaven, M. le President, It is not imnossible. We must reconnoitre in that direction. However, it is several hundred miles to the Belgian frontier.” "Let me suggest, then, with your permission, that this lead be followed at once,” I replied. "Can you not Im press all the automobiles in Paris, and hurry the greatest possible num ber of veterans to the northeast non tier: a war ballgn might be sent Im mediately to reconnoitre. I should be glad to offer my services in this con nection.” Very bold talk for an American In the presence of generals grown gray in military service. I had only passed through West Point. Because of a partial color-blindness I had never been admitted to the service: yet I had studied war for several years, and had learned that It Is n<wer safe to trust to mere reports of agents. For an hour more the plan was dis cussed, and finally adopted. And thus, almost unwittingly, 1 became Involved in a series of the most stirring inci dents —the war balloon reconnoissance, my marvellous escape, the terrific fighting at Monte Pelier, the spectacle of the greatest naval battle in history, and personal encounters in defense of the sweetest woman in the world— all these will live in memory to the end of my days. . . When the French Government de cides that it wants anything belonging to its citizens, there Is no red tape to be unwound. From the moment that the plan was adopted, orders flew thick and fast, by telegraph, bv tele phone, by word of mouth. Within ten hours upwards of five thousand auto mobiles were assembled on the out skirts of Paris. The response of citizens and of automobile companies was immediate. It was a national mat ter, and back of the Government stood every man, woman and child of the Re public. Before tv.-enty-four hours had elapsed every road leading north, east and west out of Paris was swarming with the puffing machines, each bear ing from four to ten veterans, se lected from the flower of the Army re served in and about Paris. In addi tion the railroads were cleared, and a dozen special trains, loaded with mu nitions of war, were speeded to tne front. But ahead of them all, through the night, went four huge touring auto mobiles, rushing over the matchless French roads, their horns echoing so norously without Intermission. In the first car sat M. Rechere. a noted bal loonist, two expert assistants, and my self. In the next the renowned Sal vatore Martini, of the General Staff, his aides, and a wireless telegrapher: and, in the following, the apparatus of a light but strong field war-balloon On and on we swept, through towns and villages, without pause. The dark naled Into dawn; the sun rose and dlsslnated the mists; noon came, and finally darkness again. There was no stop. We had but one object. Our ra tions were dry biscuits and canteen wine. And as we sped northward, the conviction grew that we were on the right track. At dawn of the second day we reached Camplitte, near the Belgian frontier—the point agreed upon a» a base of reconnolssance. In an open field we set up the gas generators, and soon there rose above our heads the vast bulk of our air-ship, la Jaune. By noon the gas beg was full. Martini end I steped !n‘o the car, aceim.- nanied by the baro"nist. Rechere. The cable was cast off, and we rapidly as cended. A wireless telegraph, mount ed on a shelf Inside the basket, would enable us to communicate direct With the E4*el Tower station. We had reached a height of perhaps two miles, proceeding meanwhile rap idly east, when General Martini, a hero of Sedan, laid bis hand op my • shoulder. "Look," ho said, quietiy, pointing below us. He had been swocp i lag- ttie country with his field glasses, i and his eyes, trained to keen obser i vation, had discerned what we were all looking for. I turned my glasses in the same direction. There was the vindication of my theory. Far below us, stretched the fields and woods of the German Province of Lorraine, with here and there a town resembling clusters of red and white fioweia. Through this fair country stretched tho highways, like white ribbons. Bat what was that silent, sinuous, snake like movement on every road, ex tending for miles? Troops and troops of soldiers, helmets anil gun-barrels glittering and flashing in the bright sun. As far as the eye could reach, with brief intervals between them, we saw the thousands and thousands of German soldiers. General Martini turned to the telegraph instrument and clicked oft a message; and I knew that within five minutes the General Staff would learn, through its watchers in the Eiffel Tower Station, that the German rush across the southeastern frontier was but a blind; that the main movement was to the north; and that Paris was in danger of isolation from Calais and from her ally, England. For my own part I felt a great ex ultation. In the face of masters of war, I had advanced an opinion with out support; I had urged that my plan be tested; I had won out. More, I had perhaps saved France the humilia tion of a surprise, and of possible de- ' '5 WE DISCOVERED THE GERMANS TO BE EIRING ON US. feat at the hands of her old enemy. We now realized that wo were dis covered by the Germans. Puffs of white smoko appeared below us, and presently the shriek of small shells was heard around the balloon? This was uncomfortable; yet there was no way to avoid it, save by going higher. Ballast was heaved over, and we rose half a mile, until we could barely Uis cern tho landmarks. But what was two, or even two and a half miles, against the long range field guns ol’ to-day? The shells flew thicker. Ono passed through the basket, smashing the glass jars of our electric battery. Another cut A rope at ono end of the basket* and we lurched uncomfortably. We threw over more ballast, rls»n», steadily. Suddenly there was a screech; a three-inch shell hurled toward us. Rechere gave a shout of dismay. “They have hit the bag,” he cried. “We arc falling.” It was true. Looking up I saw a rent in the silk, and heard tho hiss of escaping gas. The balloon swayed, like a wounded bird. Slowly it sank. Objects on the earth came into plainer view. Below was a great plain, and 1 could distinctly see the field batteries popping away at us Ineffectually, un able to keep the range as we settled through the thin air. “What will they do to us?” I asked my companions. General Martini shrugged his shoul ders. “Oh, they will shoot us at sun rise tomorrow," he replied. "It is no matter. We have saved tho day. France will not be surprised. Already additional troops are pushing north.” My elation was over. I loved life, very dearly. And now to die miserably; to be shot lri a German field, without even an opportunity to let the folks at home know' what had become of me. In utter disgust I sat down In the car, for it was now lurching violently as we approached the earth. Bullets whistled around us, several striking the basket work. Well, I would die like a man. I would show my companions, and also our hospitable German friends below, that an American can meet his fate with a shrug as light as that of a Frenchman, at least. IN JUVENILE COURTS . New Methods of Dealing with the Larly Misdemeanors of Children. In the March number of the Sunset Magazine appears, an interesting ac count of the work of saving boys from crime and prison Influences. A similar work is going on In many cities of the country. The San Francisco Juven ile court was Instituted In May, 1801, under the legislative act of that year, through the untiring efforts of the California Club, the Associated Char ities, the Merchant's Association and other large-hearted organizations and individuals. The original law of* 1903 laid the foundation for the legal mach inery, which the revised statute of 1905 perfected and put Into operation. This law provided, among other things, for an advisory committee, which ap points probation officers, secures funds and establishes the proper connecting link between the Judge and probation officers ar.d the general public. Since the establishment of this court over 2,1P0 separate delinquency cases and several hundred dependents have been handled under the fatherly care of Judge Murasky. His eyes, ears and hands are the probation officers and volunteer workers. One officer looks after the school records of the court's wards; another sees to their working side—ls the official “Job chaser"; still another Is the directory and "diction ary”—he knows every boy—his doings and undoings for years past. Concerning the Han Francisco work, Arthur J. Todd, the present chief pro bation officer, says: "Mere numbers of cases are barren, and give no hint of sensational captures, toilsome Investi gation. patient probation, successful re formation or occasional failure. Neither do thev suggest the hearty cooperation or of the rapid development of the gen eral puhlt'’’s !e»ere“t Attends* the Ju venile cour* has nroven that It nays to studv a child rather than brand him; to see him as a growing thing respond ing to his environment rather thar. '■rlmlnal horn, fixed and destined t wreck. Already even, are men lookin'- toward the employment of its methods In dealing with adult offenders." 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On tliis evening in question I simply dropped in On the Major, whose friendship I prize. Not thinking of aught but a friendly smoke. Or with tales of the war to swap lies. And there was tho Doctor, another good friend, Such a modest and innocent mate; And these two suggested a nice, quiet game, Intending my ducats to take. 'Twas a curious game to an Innocent kid, So full of surprises unfair, Where an honest hand is so frequently bluffed And a bluff Is called down by a pair. Fivo cards are dealt out, only ono at a time, And if you’re not "suited” you “call;” While a "flush” Is not always tho most modest sign, "To bo full” is far better than all. And should there bo dealt you a real “royal Hush," Still worse is the luck you have met; Not a player responds when you open tho pot; Not a sound greets your offers to bet. To change my bad luck. Jack Pot I suggest, But no brighter nor better my lot; My name becurno Dennis, and I had bloomed forth A Jack Ass, instead of Jack Pot. 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