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HE A RAT'S SUNDAY AMERICAN ATLANTA HA, SUNDAY, -TUNE 13. 1915,
Writer $ees Friend and Latter’s Wife Slain.
Five Thousand Men Shot Down in Fierce Can
non and Hand-to-Hand Battle in the Dark.
The following *« a rleteription of
at Villa't invitation, h< pouted him-
what Mr. Robert* oetunllj/ taw when,
belt in n trench at biiluo during one
Ot the ftrreett engagement/ between
the ConventionUit and Carranxitta
force*. It it one of the mott vivid
ape-witnet* diteriptiont of clote
fighting ever written. 1 luring the en
gagetnrnt Mr. Roberta wot wounded
in the leg.
By JOHN W. ROBERTS.
(Sptcial Correspondent of The Sun
day American in Mexico.)
SILAD, MEXICO. June li.—Gen
eral Villa wants me to write every
thin* I see in the fighting which is to
take plate to-mght. He promises
that it will be one of the greatest
battles ever fought by hla men. He
has been teasing me so much about
American correspondents always re
porting battles away from the actual
fighting that I promised him I would
follow wherever he led. 1 am not
going to try to "color" my story, hut
atmply write things as I see them.
• • •
(Four hours later). 1 am in the
advance trench with General Villa
and his staff It is an old dry ditch,
four feet deep. ■ Nearly 8,000 soldier*
are in this place, the rest of the
Villa army having taken positions on
the hills to our right. So far there
has been no shooting. The only sign
of the enemy is an enorraou* clohd
Of dust four miles away.
No on© seems to be excited. It
seems as though we are going to
have a huge picnic. The soldiers are
building fires out of niesquite wood
Jn this trench and their viejas are
preparing suppers of corn tortilla*
and broiled cow.
Villa Laughs: “Let Them Come."
A mounted officer Just Informed
Villa that it appeared as though
Obregon’s force* are going to take
the offensive, and that already more
than 4,000 Carranzlsta troops were
making toward another ditch, two
miles ahead. ■ Villa seems to take this
at a huge joke.
"Let them come" he a&ld, laugh
ing. "Before morning more than half
of them will have turned their toe*
up toward the stars."
Villa Invited me to peep over the
trench and see the enemy through his
field glasses. I could see nothing but
a lasy cloud of dust two miles long.
There is not a breath of wind, but
somehow’ the dust slowly rises to
great heights and blurs the bright
ness of the terrific sun. This re
minds me that there is a regylar con
glomeration of sweating men around
me and though we are in the open
air a heavy 6mell of the human bod
ies pervades.
■ g • ♦ *
Villa has gone to place his artillery.
He told me to stay where I am; that
I would see plenty of fighting, and
that he would be back in a short
while.
Rsmsrns With Soldiers.
I have been friends with one Man
uel Sosa. He has been a soldier in
Villa’s array for two year* and has
never been wounded. He is a good
natured fellow and is always grin
ning.' I like to see him smile. A
long row of perfect, milk-white teeth
make* an attractive contrast to his
black, oily face.
His soldadera (woman camp fol
lower), has begun to broil a couple of
chunks of beef on the fire which
Manuel built. She unrolled them from
a dirty bandana handkerchief w’hich
she carried, with other food supplies
and kitchen utensils, on her back in a
shawl. For s woman of her class,
she is not bad looking. Manuel
watches her cook the food with a
kindly smile.
"You must eat with us. amigo,"
Manuel said, as he borrowed a cigar
ette from me. "It may not be as fine
a meal as you get in your country,
but It will keep you alive. What Is
that you are writing?" He leaned
ever my notebook.
*T am going tell my people how
9 you Mexicans fight," I answered, in
fact, at this moment I am writing
about you.”
Eats Camp Food.
This seemed to please him im
mensely.
► • "What are you going to say? What
Is there aboft me that you can write?
You've never seen me fight, although
I am a very brave man,” he chuckled.
“I’m going to tell my readers that
you have offered me some of your
food, and that I am hungry and am
going to eat It.”
“Bueno! hueno!" he laughed, slap
ping me on the back. "Tell them that
in the lust battle we had, I broke my
gun while dashing the brains out <<f a
Carranzista, after he had shot twice
at me.”
•‘That’s already down.” I said after
writing
"Oarramlm, but you write fast. It
takes me an hour to sign my own
name That's all I can w’rite. Do all
Americans write,a* well as you do?"
• • • • •
# We have Just finished eating. Al
though the mpat was siasling hot,
Manuel's wife pulled a chunk out of
the Are and handed it to me. which I
droi. jpefl instantly.
c '‘That’s uuthfng," Manuel said, "give
that to me.”
Claims God * Sanction,
p While IBs wife handed ms a second
pie«« which I received in my cap,
Manuel brushed the dirt from his. and
juried his teeth in the meat. When
he discovered the fact that his wife
hart no flour to make tortillas. Manuel
visited a neghboring camp Are and
returned with h handful of tortillas,
which he distributed equally among
the thr$e I asked him if he had no
children
"Hi, Honor, we've had two. but dur
ing the battle of ToiTeon, while they
wore bleeping under a tree, a shell
struck them and we never saw them
again.*’
The sun has hidden behind a low
cordon of billowy clouds 1n the west
1 H gives the sky «n appearance of be-
|*Jng on Are. Manuel saw me looking
SNnd laughed,
i “Thf*t*s Hangre." he said, pointing
toward the west, "God predicts the
sp F-ing of much Carranzista blood to
night God is on our side. That's why
we always win. That sky and tkese
battlefield* will be of the same——"
I]
An infernal sound like the ripping
of canvas split the alienee overhead.
A moment later a whistling explosion
wa* heard in oyr rear. I dropped ray
and pencil and Limped from ‘ the ditch.
uel didn’t even look up as he exam
ined his gun
Cannonade Begins.
"The enemy has begun its cannon
ading," he grinned.
I am the only excited person in ihe
whole trench. The other soldier*, who
have not Anished their supper*, are
Hill I eating. The so I da cl ©fas don’t
seem to be afraid, either. I asked
Manuel why they only shot once, and
he explained that the enemy was
trying to g:‘t the range.
"They’ll come nearer each time, and
then they will have all their call non
working on cur trench/' Prospers of
a terriAc cannonading don’t -seem to
bother Manuel. He ha* wiped the
dust from his rifle and has prepared
all his cartridge belts-— Ave In num
ber—so that he can take clips with
more ease,
,Tht red in the aky has turned TO a
deep purple. The little flres now
gleam brightly in the dusk. The Villa
artillery on our right has begun to
boom. • • • I wtwh I were back In
the train Even up to this moment it
has been the greatest experience in
ray life, although no bullets have been
exchanged. #
Tension Surcharges Air.
To me the air seem* charged with a
sinister something that I can’t de
scribe To think that before mon'./f
40,000 men will be engaged in a death
struggle appal* me.
• • •
Away to <%r left there Is heavy rifle
Are. Each snot sounds like two be
cause it echoes agulnst the hills
First there was one single report, fol
lowed by tw’o, and then many, until it
sounded like big hall failing on a
large tin roof. I wonder If it is going
to be like that In our trench.
tyo one seem* to worry. A great,
big. fat Soldier to my right is sound
asleep He lw lying on the sand and
his face is covered with his big som
brero. A young captain, not over 18
years of age, ha* ridden up to our
part of the trench.
"The enemy !« sanding a column in
this direction," he shouts. "First aer-
geant*. prepare your men! There Isa
column of our own men t<\ the rear
who will shoot down anyone who at
tempts to flee in case there is much*
fighting in this trench!”
He looked curiously at me, smiled,
and galloped away. I hoard him glv^
the same orders farther down the line.
Wait for Attack.
A soldadera woke up the fat man,
and he has begun to curse for all he is
worth. At the same time he is exam-,
Ining hi* rifle. Manuel has taken *ils
position Immediately in front <*f me
and has rested hl» rifle on the bank of
the trench, after planing two 1»V«*
rocks on each aide.
"You see, I stand less chance of be.
ing hit this way," he smiled, turning
to me.
"Don’t you ever get afraid?’’ I
asked, remembering my own state of
mind
"Afraid?” he asked. "We Mexicans
are never afraid except during our
first battle. If this is your first baN
tie, amigo, I know how you feel. It Is
a terrible experience, and you shake
like a young leaf in one of our dust
storms."
• • •
It is dark now. 1 have been in this
trench four hours, but it seems ages
There wems to be fighting all around
us, but I can see none of It. Each side
has discovered the positions of the
other’s artillery by the tongues of fire
emanating from the cannon at each
shot. Every man In our trench Is pa
tiently waiting.
Horse Outside Killed.
The soldaderaa—most of them—are
sitting down in the hollow’ of the
ditch, smoking—like myself. I have
had to fliove near Manuel’s campfire.
A horse which was standing outside
the trench near us was killed, and It
rolled in on our right, putting put the
campfire. Manuel’s wife, to whom I
had given five pesos, made another
fire on this side of the horse, so that
I can see I have to laugh at my
writing. ’Tls like a schoolchild’*-—
trembly and crooked. I wonder If I
am only greatly excited, or deathly
scared. Perhaps it’s both.
A big, round moon Is Just peeping
over the eastern mountains. The fat
man, who reclines next to Manuel, is
glad there are no clouds In the sky,
because they will be able to see the
enemy If they attack. I have broken
three cigarette papers trying to roll a
cigarette. Manuel’s soldadero smiles
and offers me one of her own ready
made chorrltos.
A young girl farther up trench ?upt
screamed: "There come the damn
Oarranzlstas!" She is running this
way now, greatly excited. Her hair
Is down, and a fixed grin gives her a
diabolical expression. No one seems
to notice her. But Manuel has thrown
awav his cigarette and shifted hi*
position into one of preparedness.
Noise la Deafening.
The fat man has begun to curse
again. The girl tripped on my foot as
she ran past, knocking mv book and
pencil on v the ground. She got up.
cursing mA roundly, and continued on
her way. screaming the news:
"There they come, the Rribonea
Carranxistas! Viva Villa! You are
all mv lovers, if you fight bravely!”
Her voice died away In the distance.
• • •
(One half hour later.) 1 would like
to be back in the train The enemy
opened re on us almost immediately
after the girl announced their com
ing 1 have never heard so much
noise in all my life. It seem* as
though I had taken a peep Into hell
I tried to write, but couldn’t. In fact,
I forgot all about it until the enemvX
attack had been repulsed. The fat
man is swearing again. He was hit
In the shoulder
Trenches are wonderful things. No
one seems to get killed. In the trench
toward our right a woman Is weeping
hysterically and moaning. "Tomaalto,
Tomasito.” Manuel’s wife is smoking
a cigarette, but Manuel himself Is at
tending to business, leaning against
the trench’s bank, awaUlng the ar
rival of the enemy. He hasn’t turned,
except to drink some dirty water from
a botlja, which his wife handed him.
He is still smiling.
The fat man claims that he killed
over ten Garranzlstaa. and because <7r
the bullet In bis shoulder has prom
ised to annihilate the enemy’s army If
it attacks again.
Bullets Enough to Kill Army.
I am not trembling so much now,
because 1 can see that I am compara
tively safe, «o long as 1 keep low in
There were enough bullets
Imagine—but no one in our Immediate I
vicinity was hurt, except the fat man.
Terrific firing is going on all over j
the prairie. Fifty of Villa’* cannon
are trying to dislodge a* many of the j
enemy’s cannon on the hill*. Those
are returning the Are, but to a place
away from ua. /
Thousand* of shot* are popping to
our right, to our left and on front. I
can’t imagine whether we are near
the bulk of the enemy’s army or not.
1 have de. ided not to peep over the
trench.
"There they come again,” Manuel
Lay*.
The fat man, to prove his threat,
despite his wounded shoulder, has
jumped up and Is ominously clicking
his rifle, at the same time looking
around for an appreciative audience.
The fight begun I am sure that our
men will repulne the enemy again, so
I am not afraid. Instead of thinking
it trHglc and feeling scared, I have
begun to enjoy it.
Bullets Sing Overhead.
* The popping has commenced again
all around the trench like so many
firecrackers. None of the men seems
to b** taking careful aim. They Just
fire, click the chamber, and Are again.
When the five bullet* have goner they
snatch a clip from their belt* and re
fill the gun. It ts not done'feverishly,
hut quickly, which shows they are
used to It.
Bullets sing spitefully over our
heads. Some of them hop in the air;
others Just whistle. Manuel’s Solda
dera explains that the whistling bul
lets come from Mausers and are made
of steel. The others—the popping
kind -are the explosive lead bullets
from 30.30 rlfies. The fat man is fir
ing faster than anybody el*e. grunting
and cursing in the meantime. He
commanded me to hand him a belt. It
slipped from my fingers a* I handed It
to him, and he glowered at me.
• • * • *
General Villa dashed up madly a
few’ moments ago, accompanied by
some officers. For the first time since
I have known him he itioka worried
and greatly excited. His teeth are
gritted and his white silk shirt is be
spattered with blood.
"Fight like you have never fought
before, Mupha/'hitos,” he roars. "The
enemy are^olng to try and break us
at thl* pmc* % l have sent for rein
forcement*, but the enemy are hurling
the bulk of their army here. For the
glory of your country, fight! We can
hold theYn until the reinforcements
arrive.”
No Chance to Flee.
He turned to me, but there wa* no
smile on his face. "I am softy I got
7ou into this, but since you are hero,
lie low in the trench. There is no
chance for you to go to the rear now.
God help you!”
He has gone now, but I can hear
lim urging his men further down the
:rench. The blood seems to be
logged In my vein*. The enemy’s
:uns have never sounded so near, tl
s Just one terrible, ominous roar. I
•n't distinguish a single pop.
I reached for the botlja of water,
but dropped it. Manuel’s wife—Lord,
but she’s- brave—hold* It for me
while I drink. Everybody is becoming
excited. Manuel’s hand is trembling
vehen he reaches for cartridges. The
fat man has stopped cursing.
Thousands of bullets seem to be
passing overhead, and those that hit
our bank push the dirt spitefully into
the ditch. A fragment of stone hit
Manuel’s wife on the cheek. She Is
bleeding. * Lord, but she’s brave! The
enemy’s cannon have been turned
upon us. Sheila are exploding with
hellish roars fcll around us, but (
•n't see them.
The fat man was killed.
He was shot in the throat and falls
besides me, the blood oozing like red
foam from the hole, while he gasp*.
The roar I* terrible.
Everybody Yelling.
Manuel has shouted hysterically
that an enemy’s column of infantry is
approaching He has told his wife to
leave him and run to the rear. A shell
bursts over our heads to the right
with a horrible explosion and the
balls of shrapnel whistle on their
mission of death. No one seems to
be calm.
Everybody is yelling. Sounds of
men and women weeping mingle
with groans and curses. Manuel says
“God has gone against us." There
seems to be no officers here.
Another shell bursts neur us. I dare
not look around. Maybe if I move a
bullet will hit me. If I can continue
my writing it will keep me from go
ing insane. 1 can hear the enemy
shouting. The world seems to have
come to an end. There is no wlpd,
but the air la heavy with dust.
Some one is crying for water. Mun-
ue^’s wife is weeping. Manuel’s wife
dies. A clod of dirt has almost put
the fire out. The enemy are within
seventy yards of us. Manuel has
dropped his rlfie and has burst J)ut
crying. He holds his wife’s head, tier
face is full of blood. This is terrible.
The world seems to have come to an
end I wish 1 were back
• * •
(Next day). I am lying on a blood-
covered cot in a box car five miles
away from the trench. Taylor, an
American machine gun operator,
brought me here. He is going to send
this story for me.
Enemy Take Trench,
Last night the enemy came Into
our trench. At least. I remember a
few of the bravest did. It seems like
a dream to me. I remember having
heard some one yell: ’Retreat, Re
treat! "
The next thing l remember was
that some one dashed Manuel s
brains out with a butt of a gun. I
had tucked my note book under my
belt. I don’t remember what became
of my hat. my blankets or camera.
I was running with the rest. but
suddenly felt very weak. All the
muscles In my right leg seemed to
refuse to work. I knew I was not
shot, because I felt no pain. 1 fell
down. Taylor picked me up and
brought me here. The doctor says a
Mauser bullet pierced my leg above
the knee.
**It is not a bad wound," Dr. Por
tugal said, "because the bone Is not
Injured. ’Tls nothing but a clean-cut
Mauser bullet hole. You will be able
to walk In a few days.”
For the second time in the history
of the brilliant Northern leader, the
army of Francisco Villa wag licked
to a frazzle. Five thousand men died
last night. I wiah they would take
me out of this car. The smell, and
the groans of the wounded are awful.
I am going home to-morrow.
FOOD: MEXICO
Y\7 L L IA M 6. PART-
j * ’ ItIDGE, who sut-H for
i $15,000 damages for injuries ,
i! to his right hand, which has ,
j; modeled many notable works j
of art.
Soldiers Control All Lines and
Confiscate Corn and Meat Sent
Into the Capital.
(Continued From Page 1.)
sUtution, And receiving from the de
pleted Treasury 50 pesos a day for
their extraordinary volubility.
Antonio Diaz Hoto y Gama, repre
sentative of General Emiliano Zapata,
on the reconstruction of human so
ciety,” was stopped by an inrush of
nearly a thousand famished women
who had failed to get any corn at the
distributing station in nearby Calle
Tacuba.
The crowd crying and moaning:
Corn! Corn! Corn! In the name
of the Virgin Mary, help us!" Finally
soldiers cleared the elegant building,
and the delegate* resumed their draft j
of the constitution. The women, with j
protruding cheekbones and empty i
baskets, hung about the front of the
chamber until soldiers scattered them j
In flight with shots fired in the air.
The Soberana Convention appropri
ated half a million pesos for sending
a commission to Washington to ask
President Wilson to recognize it as
"the government,” and 50,000 pesos
for purchasing cereals to relieve the
starvation In Mexico City.
Faint in Sight of Food.
When, by bribe or influence, a car
load or two of corn Is started from
Toluca for Mexico City, the chances
arc hardly one in a hundred that It
reaches the capital.
Eleven carloads of corn that Presi
dent Gara confiscated yesterday from
the Zapatista General Antonio Na
varros’ brigade were at once carted
to the Palacio Mlneria in the Calle
Tacuba and there distributed to the
starving populace
More than 6,000 gaunt women
swarmed In front of the stately build
ing The distribution lasted all the
morning and afternoon.
During that time precisely 260
women dropped to the pavement from
exhaustion due to hunger. After the
Red Cross and White Cross hospitals
vvere filled, it became necessary to
transform the nearby Ediflcio de Com-
murtlcaclones into a relief hospital.
The spectacle of the wailing moth
ers- - most of the women carried babies
in their arms-—before the food station
was 1 the most terrible of its kind
known In Mexico City. In the early
morning hours they were lined up four
abreast around four blocks.
Hungry Ones in Riot.
Hut as soon as the distribution of
the maize got under way they broke
for the entrance of the Palacio Mi-
neria, toppled over the score of gen
darmes assigned to herd them, broke
down the iron gate* of the Palacio
and then ran riotously through the
building.
The precious corn had been spilled
on every stairway and even on the
sidewalks, where it was scrambled for
as If It were pennies, before a couple
of hundred picked men of the Brigada
Gonzalez Gerza could form the fam
ished women into semblances of lines
once more.
There is still corn in Toluca, parts
of the State of Mexico and in remoter
Micho&can, but only the military abil
ity of General Frederick Funston or
some other American general could
devise a way of bringing it to famine-
stricken Mexico City. \
Little Corn on Hand.
"Let the assembly decree exemplary
punishment," urged President Roque
Gonzales before the convention last
evening. "Let the inexorable justice
rise against those chief* who without
scruple and without conscience, at the
very gate* of this city, snatch from
the poor, from the Indian, the cargo
of corn that he carries and then take
it way from him in order to sell it
themselves.”
By diligent search among the ware
houses of the commission merchants
the International Charity Commis
sion has within twenty-four hour* ob
tained corn sufficient to give to 20.000
persons two kilos a day for six days.
This supply and a few carloads of
corn which General Garza has com
mandeered from the Zapatistas con
stitute practically all the food the Im
poverished peons may expect to free
until communications with the food
districts are opened up.
And (here is neither hope nor pos
sibility of that remedy because neither
in or immediately outside of the city
exists a military force strong enough
to control the railroads. The jefes, or
chiefs of the armed bodies in the
vicinity of Mexico City are a law unto
themselves.
Paper Money Depreciates.
Such organization as does exist
among the Zapatistas is chiefly en
gaged in preparing for the coming of
the Carranxistas. This preparation, in
respect to food supplies consists in
diverting from Mexico City into the
Morelos hills as much corn, frljol
and other food supplies as they can
commandeer.
Even from the capital itself, since
the clutch of acute hunger fastened
itself on the pueblo, trainload after
trainload of stolen corn, under heavy
armed guard, has departed for Cuer
navaca, the capital of Morelos, and to
other nooks and comers of the Za
patista stronghold.
A contributory cause to the intense
distress is the depredation of the
paper money. The peso has shrunk
to a value in American money of six
cent and a half. This depreciation,
together with the scarcity of food
stuffs, has caused prices on articles
of prime necessity to soar beyond the
reach not merely of the peon, hut
also of a large section of the middle
classes.
Fretful Baby's Nap
Saves This Burglar
BCOTROAL.E, PA;.* June U.—Rather
than waken the baby by firing the re
volver he held In hie hand. Frank Welea,
22. sat on a stairway in hie home and
watched a burglar* ranelck the dining
room. The intruder’s movements were
plainly visible through ■the transom.
When the burglar found a pocketbook In
a drawer and transferred Its content* to
his pocket,, Wel«n’ grip on the revolver
tightened, but hie wife tugged at hla
aleeve and whiepered an appeal not to
* h Mr t s Weiss, after four houre’ ordeal
with a fretful baby, had eucaeeded In
zettlnK It to sleep when a sound down
stair* prompted an investigation. The
burglar, ignorant of surveillance, left
unmolested.
Sculptor Sues for
$15,000 for Injury
William Partridge Blames Automo
bile Firm for Disabled Hand Use
less Since January.
NEW YORK, June 12.—William
Ordway Partridge, one of the fore
most American sculptors, is suffering
from an injury to his right hand
which, according to his declaration in
a Supreme Court action, has prevent
ed the pursuit of his profession since
January 15.
He claims $1-5,000 damages from the
Peugeot Auto Import Company, al
leging he tripped over a rope used in
towing an automobile across the side
walk from the company's garage in
West Forty-ninth street.
From the amount sued for and the
fact that Mr. Partridge’s work com
manded great prices, it is happily as
sumed that, the delay in the sculptor's
activity is only temporary.
Specimens of Partridge’s creative
genius are to be found in many cities
of the United States. Some of his
beHt known works are the statue of
Thomas Jefferson at Columbia Uni
versity, the statue of Alexander
Hamilton in front of the Hamilton
Club, Brooklyn; the equestian statue
or General Grant at the Union League
Club, Brooklyn: (.he statue of Shaker
speare in Lincoln Park, Chicago;
group of Christ and St. John in the
Brooklyn Museum of Fine Aarts. the
Baptismal Font at St. ePter and St.
Paul Cathedral, Washington, and the
statue of Nathan Hale in St. Paul,
Minn.
Partridge has gained considerable
fame also as an author, having writ
ten several volumes on art and sculp
ture. He is 55 years old, was born in
Paris and educated abroad.
At his home at Woodstock, Putnam
Conn., the sculptor said he had been
resting there for two months and the
court action was in the hands of hi*
attorney, Richard E. Weldon.
here I sat. trembling violently. Man- fired to kill Villa’s whole army—I
Dream Book Is Held
CompetentTestimony
JEFFERSON CITY, MO., June 12.—
Dream book* may be admitted as con
vincing evidence against devotees of
policy games. This point wa* decided
by Judge Brown In the Supreme Court
In the case of Stephens Jones, who was
convicted of playing policy and sen
tenced to six months.
When the police arrested Jones he
had in his possession a dream book
which pointed out that certain dreams
would result in good luck where chance
played a leading part. The case was
appealed on the ground that the pos
session of a dream book was no evi
dence that the owner patronise*) gam
bling games. Under the circumstances
and testimony of the police in the case.
Judge Brown held the dream book was
competent testimony.
Buy Paper? NolHere’s
Hen That Lays News
SEDA LI A, MC).. June 12.—Mrs. J. A.
Jared, wife of the Rev. J. A. Jared, a
Methodist minister, while cooking eggs
for breakfast, broke an egg and, seeing
some foreign substance in the shell,
removed it to find that it was a scrap
from a newspaper, the printing clearly
visible.
Th#> unique find is attracting a great
deal of attention. No one has Deen able
to explain how it got inside of the egg
shell. More than half of the interior
of the shell was lined with the paper.
Alleged Use of Hydrocyanic Acid
by Dr. Koga Is Declared
Dangerous.
NEW YORK, June 12.—"All eo-
called tuberculosis cures have proven
a failure. Announcement of new dis
coveries alleging to be cures should
be received skeptically until some
thing more definite Is known about
them.”
This was the statement yesterday
of Dr. Bertram Waters, head of the
tuberculosis division of the Depart
ment of Health, in a word of warning
to the public concerning a cable dis
patch from Tokio in which Dr. Genza-
buro Koga claims to have found a
specific for the great white plague,
the basis of which is hydrocyanic
acid.
The dispatch stated that it was as
serted that hundreds of patients in
the first and second stages of the dis
ease have been cured by Dr. Koga’s
treatment and are now in good health.
The physician is said to have spent
ten years of research in perrfecting
his "cure."
Dr. Koga Not Known Here.
Physicians in general hold the same
opinion as Dr. \Vaters. Dr. Koga is
not known in this country among the
profession. His alleged cure and his
researches also are totally unknown to
men of medicine In this city. Noth
ing has been published concerning the
"cure” in any of the medical journals
and physicians would not discuss it
in the absence of more general Infor
mation.
Dr. Bose, head of the tuberculosis
clinic at No. 307 West Thirty-third
street, where thousands offenses are
treated every year, said that hydro
cyanic acid was not used at that in
stitution.
“It is a sedative,” he said, “that
acts on the nerve leading to the throat
and is sometimes used in cough mix
tures."
"The public and physicians in gen
eral, should go very slow in accept
ing 80-caIlea*cures," was the advice
of Dr. Waters. "While I do not know
Dr. Koga, I have a very great respect
for the researches of the Japanese and
it may be that he has made an im
portant discovery.
Acid a Deadly Poison.
“Hydrocyanic acid is a deadly
polsop. It is seldom used in medi
cine except in a very diluted form.
If the Japanese physician has any
thing worth while I am sure he will
announce his discovery through the
medical Journals and then the medical
profession (an give it serious consid
eration. Until then, it is nof wise to
create any false hopes, especially
after all the failures."
Dr. Noguchi, of the Rockefeller In
stitute, who (s intimately acquainted
with the physicians of Japan, refused
to make any comment on the latest
"discovery." Neither would Dr. Fletch
er, chief of staff, make any state
ment.
At Bellevue Hospital news of the
new "cure” failed to create any im
pression. Dr. Koga is not known there
fend hydrocyanic acid as a base for a
tuberculosis specific was regarded
skeptical^'.
Baby Helps Mother
Win Father’s Suit
Does Your Baby
Get Hungry
Between Regular
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The be by should sleep
peacefully between feed
ings—ifyoufeed him regu
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up and cries fretfully and
gnaws his little hands, you
are probably not giving
him enough to eat. Your
breast milk is beat, of
breast milk is oesi, ui ... . . .
course, but it may be too thin. Add a feeding each ay
Nestles FooH
the near cat to mother’s milk. Later,
you can give him two feedings of
Nestle’s each dey, and then three,
until your baby is entirely weaned
without trouble or worry.
Don’t think that cow’s milk can
take the place of your breast milk!
Over and over again scientists and
doctors have told us that cow’s
milk is too heavy for your baby.
Its big, thick curds settle like lead
in his little stomach. And cow’s
milk may bring sickness — even
consumption. With the help of
medical science, Nestle’s Food has
removed ell the dangers of ordi
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Kansan Wants Trees
To Be His Monument
WICHITA, June 12—K. S. Meyer, aged
80, who came from Germany when he
was 4 years old, making the trip with
his parent* on a sailing vessel in thir
teen weeks, is dead near Anthony.
Meyer had a grove containing 100.000
catfclpa trees. It is one of the beauty
spots of Southwestern Kansas. Three
days before he died Meyer replanted 100
eatalpAa. "Don’t erect any monument
for me,” he told his sons; ‘‘just let
my cataJiia* be my monument.’’
PROMOTE HAIR
AUSMUE
JOHNSTOWN, PA., June 12.—A two-
year-old boy, who climbed Into the wit
ness chair and gave his mother's attor
ney the opportunity to direct the blance
between the child and the father, who
denied its parentage, won a suit for the
mother here.
Charles F. Schnabel sued hi* wife for
divorce, alleging desertion. He declared
the son of the pretty defendant was
not his fHvn child. While Tiliman K.
Saylor, attorney for the defense, wa*
arguing the case, the baby toddled to
the witness chair and climbed into it.
Saylor untied the child’s hood and or
dered Schnabel to turn his face toward
the Jury. The resemblance was so close
that the jury accepted the woman’s ver
sion and returned a verdict, refusing
Schnabel a divorce.
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Gift at Christening
Results in Arrest
MILWAUKEE. June 12.—Anton Wle*.
wicz s generosity while attending a
christening resulted In his appearance
In district court. Wlewicx gave $8 to
ward a fund for the child to be chris
tened.
While returning home Wiewica
thought over the amount contributed bv
himself and that given by others. He
decided tr> return to the house and re
cover part of the donation. It was re
fused and trouble started He pleaded
guilty to the charge of disorderly con
duct and wa A fined $6.
RETURNS LOOT BY MAIL.
LOUISVILLE, KY, June 1? -Miss
Myrtle Fischer who was attacked and
robbed at her home several weeks ago,
l has Just received in mail the valuable?,
estimated to be worth $5*00, which had
been taken from her.
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Calomel Salivates! It Makes You. Sick and You Lose a Day’s Work
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noticed a great falling-off in the sale of
calomel. They all give the same reason.
Dodson’s Liver Tone is taking its place.
“Calomel is dangerous and people
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Liver Tone is personally guaranteed
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