UNCLE SAM'S PARTNER
of
Planting home gardens, producing more food, and saving food are all war-time efforts of
this government in which the women of America have co-operated loyally. We are all m the
home army; the home army here must help the fighting forces and home armies over there;
120 million Allies must eat.
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HUNGER DRAWS THE MAP
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A food map of Europe today shows
not a single country in which the fu
ture does not hold threat of serious
difficulties and only a small part which
is not rapidly approaching the famine
point. With the exception of the
Ukraine only those countries which
have maintained marine commerce
have sufficient food supplies to meet
actual needs until next harvest, and
even in the Ukraine, with stores accu
mulated on the farms, there is famine
in the large centers of population.
Belgium and northern France, as
well as Serbia, appear on the hunger
map distinct from the rest of Europe
because they stand in a different rela
tion from the other nations to the peo
ple of the United States. America has
for four years maintained the small
war rations of Belgium and northern
France and is already making special
efforts to care for their increased
after-the-war needs, which, with those
of Serbia, must be included in this
plan, are urgent in the extreme and
must have immediate relief.
The gratitude of the Belgian nation
for the help America has extended to
her during the war constitutes the
strongest appeal for us to continue our
work there. The moment the German
armies withdrew from her soil and she
was established once more in her own
sent of government the little nation's
first thought was to express her grati
tude to the Commission for Relief in
Belgium for preserving the lives of
millions of her citizens.
Germany, on the other hand, need
not figure in such a map for Ameri
cans because there is no present indi
cation that we shall be called on at all
to take thought for the food needs of
Germany. Germany probably can care
for her own food problem if she is
given access to shipping and is enabled
to distribute food to the cities with
dense populations, which are the trou
ble centers.
England, France, the Netherlands
and 'Portugal, all of which have been
maintained from American supplies,
have sufficient food to meet immediate
1 needs, but their fututre presents seri
ous difficulties. The same is true of
Spain and ihe northern neutral coun
tries —Norway, Sweden and Denmark
—whose ports have been open and who
have been able to draw v> some degree
upon foreign supplies.
Most of Russia is already in the
throes of famine, and 40,000,000 people
there are beyond the possibility of
help. Before another spring thou
sands of them inevitably must die.
This applies as well to Poland and
practically throughout Baltic re-
gions, with conditions most serious in
Finland.
Bohemia, Serbia, Roumania and
Montenegro have already reached the
famine point and are suffering a heavy
toll of death. The Armenian p»pula
tion ts falling each week as hanger
takes its toll, and in Greece, Abania
and Roumania so serious are the food
shortages that famine is near. Al
though starvation is not yet imminent,
Italy, Switzerland, Bulgaria and Tur
key ar*e in the throes of serious strin
gencies.
In order to fulfill America's fledge
in world relief we will have to <xport
every ton of food which can b« han
dled through our ports. This meins at
the very least a minimum of 20,(00,000
tons compared with 6.000.000 tois pre
war exports and 11.520.000 tois ex
ported last year, when we were bound
by the ties of war to the Eu'opean
allies.
If we fail to lighten the blacl spots
on the hunger map or if we all<W any
portions to become darker tin very
peace for which re fousrht hi«
will be threatened. Revolt mid "
inevitably follow f
happen we will v
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HOW 111 WAR IS
OVER, WE ARE API
TO SPEND UNWISELY
Need For Thrift Is Greater-
War Saving Stamps Are
Best Medium for Sys
tematic Saving
Now that the war is over, what?
Will the bonanza times for business
keep up? Will we keep a-going along
the high plane on which we have been
sailing—wages up for the working
man. prices up for the business man?
The Saturday Evening Post in a re
cent editorial holds up a finger of
warning to us. It says that it has
been easier to do business at a profit
in the United States these last few
months than at any other period in
this generation.
"Pretty nearly from end to end it is
a sellers' market," the editorial goes
on; "whoever has goods finds a buyer
at his elbow. All the haggling is to
get goods, not to dispose of them.
Rapid circulation of money makes
collections easy. ♦ * ♦
"Now, no matter what else anybody
may think about the future, it is cer
tain that this condition cannot last.
No tree ever does grow to the sky.
Whatever else may happen, there must
sometime come a period of stationary
and declining prices and decreasing
margins.
"This is as certain as two times two
makes four. It means an anchor to
windward. Every person who does
not take this time to lay up a surplus
is inviting trouble."
One of the surest, safest and most
profitable ways to lay up that surplus
is to get your money into government
securities. We know these will be
safe and we know that when we re
deem them the money we take out of
them will buy far more than that
same amount of money would when we
were putting it in.
War Savings Stamps offer the ideal
Investment for all classes. The man
who is able to put by only a mite at
a time can start that mite to earning
an income for him the minute he In
vests in the stamps.
This county has not yet raised its
quota in stamps. Most Uncle Sam
argue with us to get us to do the thing
we should be crowding each other tor
an opportunity to do? Must oar neigh
bors and our fellows who have done
their share be deprived of the right
of the bronze tablet on our court bouse
because we have slacked?
From the Court
House the W. S. 5.
Tablet Speaks
No thundering voice is mine
To tell you of heroes dying
Up there in the firing line;
I tell of no Yanks' wild flying
O'er the Marne or Scheldt or Rhine.
No paean is mine to sing
To the eagle eye of the gunner;
No praise is it mine to ring
Of the death-defying runner
Who cheats death of her fling.
No gesture is mine to stress
The deeds of the clear-eyed sailor
Whose vigilance mothers bless —
The undersea captain's jailor
Who made the sea's dangers less.
Of the heroes at home I tell,
Those whom history has not reck
oned —
The rear line that held so well
When its duty rose and beckoned,
And Suff'ring the world befell.
I stand for this county's folk
Whose thrift kept the forces fight
ing.
The War Stamps they bought gave the
stroke
That led to autocracy's blighting
And struck off the kaiser's yoke.
Hundreds Plan to
Make Christmas
Gifts of Stamps
Hundreds of persons in the coun
ty, according to the War Savings
Stamps organization, are buying J
War Savings Stamps to send out j
along with their usual Christmas j
gifts.
They are celebrating peace and j
victory by a double Christmas j
I present—the usual gift to the re- I
cipient and the loan of their money j
I to Uncle Sam.
J And it's making it possible for j
I Uncle Sam to discharge his duty to I
I the boys who made this double I
I Christmas possible by bringing I
I them safely home.
Acceptable? Who wouldn't be I
I glad to have a War Stamp for I
I Christmas?
Many who are signing the new
I pledge cards have told salesmen
I they plan to put whatever money
j gifts they receive into Uncle Sam's
I hands for five years.
Says Miss Speedy--
A word from our little Miss Speedy:
"As long as our Uncle is needy
Make War Stamps your present
And shopping is pleasant."
A hunch that you couldn't call seedy.
ij FATE-AND BILLY |
j[ By AGNES G. BROGAN.
(Copyright, 191$. Western Newspaper Union..*
Some one had sent to Billy, a local
town paper, and four thousand miles
from home, incidents heretofore con
sidered unworthy of attention, were
read with absorbing interest. Franc?,
with its thousands of fighting com
rades, its continued excitement and
impending danger was a lonely place,
lonelier than Bridgeburg had ever
been.
Seeming to stand out among the
"personalities" was a familiar name,
"Miss Elizabeth Brown," so the col
umn announced, "was spending the
summer with her aunt."
"Elizabeth Brown," Billy wrinkled
his brow perplexedly then memory
came to him. "This was Betty Brown,
of course, black-eyed Betty, his jolly
companion of past vacations. Betty
had come out from the city then to
spend* her summers with her aunt.
To Billy "somewhere in France,"
came a vision of the town of his child
hood, the white house with its flowers
and vines, where saucy Betty had held
sway.
What sort of a young person had
Miss Elizabeth Brown become? he
wondered. With the acquirement of
her first long skirt, her visits to
Bridgeburg had ceased. Following a
sudden impulse, Billy drew a card to
ward him. He would surprise her
with a message from overseas.
"Do you recall," he hastily wrote, "a
youthful admirer, Billy West? Used
to devote himself to you when you
stopped in Bridgeburg. Well, this is
from Bill. I'm fighting for Uncle Sam
now, and a fairy has whispered your
name to me over in France. Won't
you send a line to cheer us along?"
When the card was dispatched Billy
wondered at his own temerity.
"Oh, well, no harm done, she need
not answer." But she did.
"What do you know!" he murmured
to himself, and perused the letter.
Miss Brown honestly confessed that
she couldn't recall exactly the identity
of Bill West. But if he was the good
natured boy (handsome, slyly inserted
Miss Brown) who used to let her tyran
nize over him when she visited at
Aunt Lucy's, she'd be glad now to
make amends by adopting him in a
certain way, as her soldier, forward
ing to him little things which might
add to his comfort, and being as de
sired, generally useful. "Of course,"
added Miss Elizabeth, "he must not
consider her a foolishly romantic per
son or anything like that, for she was
merely trying to help, in a spirit of
pure patriotism. And if Mr. West knew
of any other lonely soldier, her assist
ance could also be extended to him."
Billy did not know of any. He has
tened to tell her so.
When he lay wounded in the hos
pital, his first thought, strangely
enough, was of Betty Brown. There
were many anxious letters awaiting
response from near friends and dear,
but Billy turned painfully to the nurse.
"Please write to Miss Elizabeth Brown
of Bridgeburg," he begged; "tell her
I'm going back on sick leave and will
see her soon."
Billy's injuries were not serious,
the doctor assured him, but his mend
ing would be long and tedious.
"Yes," he answered the eager ques
tion of the soldier's eyes, "you'll be
back with us on the fighting line."
Throughout his long homeward jour
ney, Billy thought of the girl who had
written him letters of inspiration and
courage. "What a kind little soul she
was!" Then Billy paused in his pleas
ant meditations. "Little?" How did
he know? She might be tall, neither
had Betty been prepossessing in ap
pearance. His boyish respect, Billy
realized, had been won by her sheer
domination. He had fallen in love,
yes, there was no doubt of it, with
Elizabeth Brown, on paper. And she?
She had confessed that romance dwelt
not in her, she had been unable to hon
estly recall his identity. Billy sighed.
"He wouM personally thnnk.his bene
factress for her letters, then perhaps, |j
that would be the end." His own sis
ter added to the quandary.
"Elizabeth Brown who used to visit
next door?" She answered his ques
tion. "Why she was married last
week. They showed me the invita
tions !"
White faced and more shaken in dis
appointment than he would have
thought possible, Billy, the soldier,
passed down the Bridgeburg street,
then on, to his boyish haunt near the
stream. A girl sat on the mossy bank,
She was engaged in knitting, but she
raised her blue eyes at Billy's ap
proach, gravely regarding him; then
she smiled.
"I see you have followed me," said
the girl. "I came away from home
before you should call, in order to
save you embarrassment. Last night
only, I realized your mistake. When
your return was mentioned, aunt re
ferred to your boyish devotion to my
cousin, Elizabeth, who has recently
married." She laughed. "Probably my
own visits escaped your notice, Mr.
West, I was much of a child at that
time. And so—" Elizabeth Brown
arose to go, "we will consider the
matter dismissed."
Billy looked into the lovely face be
fore him. It was of such a face he
had dreamed, led on through nights of
terrifying darkness, such a face, which
had smiled promise through the light
of his hospital window.
"Fate sent to me the name of the
woman 1 love," said Billy solemnly,
aud though Elizabeth Brown flushed
scarlet, the glance she gave him was
neither startled nor displeased.
Resurrection of Old Roman Port.
Ostia, the harbor of ancient Rome,
is once more, by decision of the Italian
government, to become a port, and
Rome therefore once more a maritime
city. To the harbor at Ostia, when
Rome was mistress of the world, came
the corn from Sicily and Sardinia,
which, after Tibet silt and national in
dolence had let Ostia perish, was stored
at Portus, the rival harbor, which also
afterward fell into desuetude. It was
the seizure of Rome's granary which
enabled Alaric to impose his will on
the Eternal city. Ostia began its exis
tence in G4O B. C., and she seems about
to add another chapter to her history.
American Flyer*.
This from Gen. William L. Kenly,
United States director of military aero
nautics: "There is no higher type of
the aviator in the world than the
American. The courage and the ability
of the American flyer have won full
recognition, and we may expect him
to play a more and more prominent
part in the war as it continues, be
cause, after four years of fighting, the
man power resources of our allies hare
been largely dr?»"-n on." ' '
Food Lessons In Department Btore&
Department stores In many of the
large cities have called on home dem
onstration agents to assist them In
giving Instruction in food conservation
to their customers and employees. In
some stores special rooms have been
equipped where demonstrations are giv
en and literature distributed. Attrac
tive booths have been set fn the aisles
of others where exhibits of war cook
ing are shown and recipes are given
)ut The agents have window exhib
ts. In many places wheat substitutes
&ve been featured In demonstrations,
nd each purchaser has been supplied
rith recipes and Instructions for using
Hem. Classes for employees after *
jours have been arranged. —Agricul-
tural Department News Letter.
Wasting Money.
Corporal Joseph Cohen of New York
and a platoon of men were In shallow
trenches under heavy shell fire. A
lieutenant ordered the men to keep un
der cover. %
Cohen stuck up his head and asked:
"Say, lieutenant, how much does one
of those shells cost?"
"Several hundred dollars. Whyr
"Well, I've been thinking about all
the money the Boche is wasting that
we could spend." j OEM STUDIO
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