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...busy issuing orders for the disposition of troops. His orderly hung the General's field overcoat in front of the house to dry. Along came mule and caisson with two doughboys perched aloft. German booty was in their minds and in their itching fingers, and the forest-green overcoat looked to them like field-gray. They proceeded to hack the embroidered sleeves off the overcoat with trench knives; scalps for their sweethearts at home. A good story would be made out of an encounter with at least a Prussian Oberst! The job was just completed when they were struck...
...that his motor was not in perfect tune, No matter; he would go. And as night set in he pulled his controls. The motor stuttered yet lifted him clear of the ground in a slow ascent. He barely cleared some telegraph wires, a village church steeple. At Bondy Forest, only a few miles from Paris, the motor failed altogether and his plane clattered among the trees. In the rip-up he strained his leg, the only leg left him by the War. Helped to the ground, he exclaimed: "This is a fine to-do! I wonder how far LeBrix...
Sixty-one years ago a 17-year-old boy at Dexter Park, Chicago, pitched for a baseball team called the "Forest Citys" of Rockford, Ill. and defeated an eastern team, the "Nationals," by the then not so peculiar score of 29 to 23. The boy's name was Albert G. Spalding...
...Peribonka, French-Canadian village in the forest-river country of northern Quebec, Maria and Samuel Chapdelaine (of whose happiness Louis Hemon wrote) still keep their little store and dining room. But no longer are they the happiest people of that Peribonka valley. Happier is the Crippled Lady. She sits each day on her veranda serenely waiting for her man Paul's daily messages, for his week-end visits. He is now clearing the forest with 15 men. Nearby is the Mistassini dam, which he had built with...
...father's financial partner. Claire felt the marriage without love, and she lugged away from Paul. It was while he was building the dam in loneliness that he saw Carla, strapping, kindly village teacher. Paul wrote Claire extolling Carla, which brought Claire post-haste to the forest-river country. There was an amiable picnic on the bank of the swift-flowing Mistassini. Paul fell in. "And then, on the cliff, one woman said to another: 'Are you going with him?' The woman spoken to gazed wide-eyed-motionless- voiceless-and after a moment of tense waiting...