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Show D6le of Vital Articles Irks Civilian Germany v By LOUIS r. LOCHNEK BERLIN, Jan. 9 (AP) Life In embattled Germany preaenti Itself to the average civilian in colon of the rainbow. The citizen venture! out at night, tober; then, bang, he strikes a lamp post in darkened street. First lesson In color: Forehead, next morning, Is black and blue, and possibly green. Wisened by that experience, he buys a pocket lamp. If he she wants so badly to have a nice chop for Frltx during his one-day furlough. Meanwhile, the man of the house has reached his office. He tells his secretary to go out and buy some badly-needed towels. "Nothing doing," do-ing," the frauleln says. "I haven't any bezugaachein." Another of his peeves! To obtain a "bezugsscheln" for towels, he must convince a hard-boiled official offi-cial that the old towel is absolutely absolute-ly unusable. And no matter how shapely a lady's leg may be, If she has -one change of stockings, officials may refuse her authorization to buy a new pair. Only One Suit This writer knows of a man who asked for a "bezugsscheln" for a business suit The official asked if he had any other suits. "Only the a 1 hava aa today," was the answer. an-swer. The man thought the official of-ficial was concerned about his every-day clothes. "Please take a seat in the anteroom," ante-room," he was told. After half an hour he was called In again. On a hail-tree were his tuxedo and his dark Sunday suit. "Are these yours?" he was asked. To his affirmative reply, the official of-ficial said, "Very well, here is your 'bezugsscheln' for a new suit of clothes. But you will donate these other two suits to the winter relief. re-lief. You understand?" Of course the man understood: these two suits were of good wool; the certificate entitled him to a modern suit made of wood fiber mixed somewhat with wool. In short, life for the civilian In Germany la slightly complicated. But six years of nazl discipline have made the average German patriotic and meek. He may grumble grum-ble about the war, but he bears it patiently. Wednesday: France. can find a shop that still has them,' and inserts a piece of blue or red paper over the bulb so as not to throw too much I if at in """' " h can- i.i re in BO, fet , flMh. War Lands;"1- yys an , . ..'old,- fashioned 2nd Article barn lantern, with red, green or blue glass. The colors grow. Also he buys a phosphorescent button for his lapel. That is to signal to fellow pedestrians, "Look out! Don't bump Into me!" If he's of a fanciful mind he buys a tomcat, tom-cat, a monkey or some other little pet carved out of the phosphorescent phosphores-cent msterial. If he's a cavalier, he presents his lady with a phosphorescent phos-phorescent rose, lily or forget-me-not Ruled by Colors Next morning, color life starts all over. The male of the species makes sure that he has his yellow certificate, entitling him to purchase pur-chase five liters (about five quarts) of gasoline per coupon. He also makes sure he takes his red bread card, his blue meat card, and his pink card for stsples like rice, macaroni, mac-aroni, lentils, etc., with him to present at his favorite restaurant. The choice of dishes is made rapidly. On two days of the week, no meat is to be had. And on other days no restaurant can offer more than half a dozen choices of main dishes. Meanwhile, the gentleman's fslthful spouse has spent about half an hour putting away all signs of last night's black-out. Next she starts her daily shopping. shop-ping. To the red, blue and pink cards of the sort her husband has taken, she adds a white card for marmalade and sugar, a yellow card for fats, margarine and oil, and a brown card for soap. Not that she will be able to get all the articles she wants; her tradesman may shrug and say, "Sorry, madam, ma-dam, but our new contingent has not come as yet." The color scheme Is continued by other citizens standing in line with her. There's the choleric wife of the dentist next door; her face turns purple as she cusses the war and wishes it were over. There's the young postman's wife: she turns red with anger because the butcher can't supply her. Her husband hus-band has been transferred from Poland to the western front, and |