The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-11-22

Shugeno, who came. from our part Of
the country. think you know him
too. He brought up a bottle Of beer
and drank an dt wlse hbe sayng that tit
farewell. Alas, it was $50. Shugeno
was sent out to observe the enemy's
position. When on the way a pitiless
bullet killed him instantly. Tt was then
II O'Clock. Attic it is an honor for an
help signing. It seems like dream
that I used to hear him say to the SOL
diers: "Bury those dead men with all
kindness. l shall be one Of them sooner
or later
TO resume: The assault began at 5,
as planned. Step by step we ap.
cry. But the sword-like hills, the re-
sistless machine guns and the scattered
dead of the enemy were serious impedi-
ments on our fast darkening way. We
all expected to take the position by
dawn, however, and we came always
they were behind strong Notifications,
. never slackened their heavy fire.
Just then the strains of our national
anthem arose from the right wing Of
our army. All cheered and, encour-
aged, we sprang over the ramparts in
high spirits. The enemy retreated, for
sakiing important possessions, to Port
! Arthur.
Our flag flew high above the enemy's
+ dead. Everybody forgot the strain and
exertion of the fight in the Joy of vic
tory and in shouting Banzai!
the next day, the Goth, we pursued
the fleeing enemy. On the Both we
met a force waiting to engage us; These
regiment lost 400 men, dead and wound
! ed. Counting up the losses Of all the
! forces engaged, the total is greater
! than at Nan-shan. From this you can
imagine how furiously we fought. To
, tell the truth, was SO exhausted felt
neither joy nor exultation when we
not eaten any corn for many days, only
hard bread, and many times I fell by
the way from sheer WEAKNESS. I al
ways thought of Nelson 3 words, and
. said them over and over in my heart,
and I had! your last letter with its
IN my * bps dSket was
I tried to do my duty heartily.
3 It may seem out of place to talk of
= the hardships of the men at the front
Since I landed in this country I have
! not had one night IS sleep in security
: under roof. The food, which is new
ertheless a delightful refreshment fol
! cannot drink the water. When it rains
I recall the beautiful landscape of my
; own country, and think Of the happy
:, life Of my childhood. Our country is
. now in great trouble, and we soldiers
must pay our debt of gratitude to the
,, nation, who hopes for peace thru us.
Everything seems like dream here
at the front. Many a merry fellow
who makes us gay with witty speeches
!, and many a gallant one of high spirit
:. after battle is counted with the hon
ored dead. ,.
, We are 19,40O meters away from tn,
enemy, and tomorrow afternoon I g
to another attack. The shells from
their forts fall around us, and there ar
Z none who think of safety. The nigh
is very dark, and I am thinking tina
!, the assault of tomorrow will be m,
| last fight, and this letter will be lon,
= farewell. I made a little box tire
! inches square out of an old one. I in
!; tend it for my coffin. This box goe
1 with me tomorrow on my last assault
!, If I fall, you will receive it with m:
o bones. - -..-...
A long farewell TO you'll With M
y love- -s.1. t.