Major
Langhorne and the Argentinian, Brazilian, Chilean, Spanish, Rumanian,
and Swedish military attaches are luxuriously quartered a mile and a
half out of town in the handsome villa of M. Noll, the landscape
painter, present whereabouts unknown. The attaches all have a sense of
humor, "otherwise," said one of them, "we could never stand being cooped
up here together." The gardener's daughter, a pretty young Frenchwoman,
the only servant who remained behind when the household fled at the
approach of the Germans, is both cook and housekeeper, and when I
arrived I found the seven military attaches resolved into a board of
strategy trying to work out the important problem of securing a pure
milk supply for her four-month-old baby.
Work consists of occasional motor runs to various points along the long
front. I was told that recently Major Langhorne ran into some heavy
shrapnel and shell fire, and was lucky to get away with a whole skin.
When asked to tell about it, Major Langhorne passed it off laughingly as
"all in the day's work."
In spite of the fact that they are engaged in keeping their end up in a
life-and-death fight for national existence, the Great General Staff has
found time to give the American Military Attache every possible
opportunity to see actual fighting.
The foreign military attaches have made many of their expeditions in
company with the small band of German war correspondents, who live in
another villa close by, under the constant chaperonage of Major von
Rohrscheldt. They are allowed to see much, but send little. The relative
position of the press in Germany is indicated by the fact that these
German war correspondents are nicknamed "hunger candidates." A military
expert who was well posted on American journalism explained to me,
however, that the very tight censorship lid was not for the purpose of
withholding news from the German people, but to keep valuable
information from being handed to the enemy. He pointed out that the
laconic German official dispatches dealt only with things actually
accomplished, and were very bare of detail, while, on the other hand,
the French and English press had been worth more than several army corps
to the Germans, concluding, "It may be poor journalism, but it's the
right way to make war."
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KAISERIN'S BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION.
Oct. 22.--It was hard to realize today that a great war was going on.
Every building in t
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