The Saint Paul globe., 1904-10-31
WRITES THE PROSE
OF BATTLES STORY
III
Associated Press Correspond.
ent vivldly DescsibFs9etails
Of Liau-yang Siege


MUKDEN, Sept. 1S.Ffomn the diary of
one of the Associated Press. correspond
ents with the Russian army is taken the
following notes on the battle of Liau-
yang:
Aug. 2s-Returning from the funeral of
Gen. Routkowsky. I met a whole train OF
ambulance carts filed with wounded, two
or three men in EACH The band Of the
Primorsky Dragons also passed me going
to join the reserves. Troops, We're moving
galloping in every direction All and
everything that must be with the reserves
was flowing towards Eiau-yang in groups
and parties, small and great, like little
streams flowing into a river. To the
rear of our house, high in the heavens.
hangs the captive balloon, with three
officers watching the enemy. There is
something uncanny about the immobility
of the enormous sphere something fam
tastic and monStrouS. No news as yet
from the field of battle. Two Japanese,
one trooper, have just been brought in
prisoners. The trooper wears a very dig
nified air, like most of his countrymen.
The other is pitiful sight, entirely naked
covered with bruises and scarcely alive.
Prose of Battles
II a. m.-The fighting has ceased It is
the japanese custom to give their men a
rest from, II to every day. They are
clever and mean to fight in comfort
6 p. mat 8 o'clock fierce lombard
ment recommended, lasting till this hour
AT times the firing was so severe that it
was even oppressive. One of my friends
has just returned from the batteries. He
says that 1T Is perfect hell there. Riding
through the town, l met number of
stretchers covered with sheets and under
them We're the wounded. A sad spec
tacle.
p. m.-The cannonade continues This
constant and unceasing uproaE,. although
somewhat dulled by distance, singularIy
depresses one. Tomorrow wifi decide the
fate of Liau-yang. The cannonade stopped
late at night. The first largei convoy of
wounded came in after daEk.ssIt was sad
to hear the grOanS and signs i'm the dark
ness. Many of the wounded ssuccumbed
before reaching the ambulance
Aug. 2S.-I was awakened very early by
an unaccustomed roar. At first I could
not understand what was happening, and
only after carefully listening understood
that a terrific bombardment was going on
in the outskirts of the city. ssfIurriedly
dressing myself went OUT ON Ithe porch.
palmer. The boom of. cannon xcame now
/. fast, now slow; sometimes they combined
into one prolonged thunderous5roar from
which the very atmosphere shook At-6
O'Clock in the morning a number of carts
entered the yard to remove iouYs things to
: the train. By half-past 7anething re-
manned in our rooms. s,js fsss
~ Moving Baggage
Are we going to leave LiaA-yang or
not? That is the question Which fills
our minds. and the roar of the cannon
grows stronger and stronger, just as if a
monstrous drum was being unrriercifully
beaten. Beyond the quarters of the staff
arises a little hill which is covered with
spectators hungrily watching the burst
ing shells on the heights outside the city
To the southwest. beyond the village of
Showshanpou. where the First army corps
is fighting, the. firing is particularly in
Gus ffdge Is pictaresqueiy defined against
the sisyS ai1fek Eittles clouds sof smoke dot
the skys above it. Despite the flariffg suns
light, it IS quite easy to distinguish the
flame of artillery discharges. Sometimes
they seem to run along the ground like
will-o' the -wisps, sometimes. when the
enemy is firing volleys, a whole flock of
hflltops 1t looks as sthougiis Nothing
could live under such pandemoni-
um. One cannot realize that the vast
majority of the projectiles fly wide or
fall short. Sometimes it happens that a
couple of hours frightful cannonade will
only kill ten or twenty men, but some
times, alas. in fifteen or twenty minutes
there is mountain of dead bodies.
Use War Balloon
Being condemned to immobility, we
stand here and watch the spectacle
through field glasses The captive bal
and then stops as if overcome sby the
grandeur of the sight. i have often seen
a captive balloon rise above a pleasure
ground, but never did it cause such an
impression upon me as here amidst the
movement of armed hosts and to the ac-
compartment of demoniacal -eannonading.
Everything seems to be changed, even
here, since yesterday. There is some
thing majestic in the air and in the faces
of all present. Everybody feels that
something grand and unusual, something
that is going to influence future history,
is transpiring. Alongside the headquar-