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During the War, Friends Toklas & Stein tried to live in Paris as if nothing was happening ; when that became impossible they went to Mallorca. The attack on Verdun brought them back to Paris, where they decided to equip and drive a Ford truck for the American Fund for French Wounded. Miss Stein did the driving, with fair success. (She never learned how to back very well.) The War over, they settled down again to Art. By this time Gertrude Stein's Three Lives (published in 1909) had given her a reputation among young U. S. writers. "Gertrude Stein...
Over the noisome brown Gran Chaco, battling doormat of Bolivia and Paraguay, ominous silence has lain for more than a month. Paraguayan soldiers, backed against their Verdun, a hummock topped by French-built Fort Nanawa, have had nothing to do but scratch hard-biting Chaco lice. In far-off Geneva, where they could not see the smile on the face of Bolivia's German General Hans Kundt, complacent League statesmen thought their efforts to promote a truce were bearing fruit. But ingenious General Kundt had set his Bolivian soldiers to the sort of work Bolivians do best-digging deep...
...fighters with bayonet and machete, rallied under the leadership of White Russian commanders, a stiff match for Bolivia's German officers under General Kundt. Soon in the jungle grass 2,000 men lay dead. Above & below Fort Nanawa the Bolivians had broken through but Nanawa-Paraguay's Verdun-still stood after the Gran Chaco's bloodiest battle...
...near Nanawa, the Verdun" of the Chaco, that the Bolivian and Paraguayan armies are locked in a battle which may determine the ultimate winner of the war. Modern trench methods have been adopted by both sides. At some parts of the Nanawa front, the enemy forces are less than 100 feet apart. Although the trenches are crudely built and uncomfortable, the sanitary conditions are good...
...Lutheran minister in Maryland, he was a newshawk on the Augusta, Ga. Chronicle, then worked his way for nine months at the University of Geneva, returned to the U. S. to go into advertising. Private in the French Army during the War, he was gassed at Verdun. After the War he started writing in Manhattan. One evening in 1924 he met an Arab, shortly afterwards went to Arabia for 15 months among the Bedouins and Druses of the Arabian mountains. Sympathetically curious if not credulously enthusiastic about magic, he went to Haiti for a year to find out about voodoo...