Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-11-28

Slaughter at Battle of Liaoyang
 Depicted In Letters From Russian
 soldiers-Music Tn the Trenches.
 A copy of the Kinkodo Magazine, printed in English, but edited by Jap anese, has been received at Terre Haute, Ind, from Tokyo by friends of a man in the American navy Among the articles is the story of ''The Naked Hero" who has received the special attention. of the emperor and is talked about in all Japan. The article, says that Lance Corporal Ohashi gained the Jsobriquet by which he is known throughout the army, "The Naked He TO-" in the battle of Chiutiencheng on May l. The story is told as follows, says the Cincinnati Enquirer: s%
 ''Odr readers will remember that in this battle our troops had to cross sew. eral streams in order to reach the en- emy's position on the other side of the Yalu. During the engagement the main body of the Imperial guards arrived on the left bank of the Aiho and found that they must cross the stream to at tack the enemy, who were strongly posted on the right bank. There was no bridge, and Lance Corporal Ohashi, Seventh company, Third regiment, Inn perial guards, was selected for the hon. orable but dangerous task of wading the river to test its depth. Divesting himself of hisf uniform and taking with. him only a short sword, he Jumped into the river, which he succeeded in cross ing safely, despite the hail of bullets showered upon him.
 s'When te had thus demonstrated the fordablity Of the stream he was fol lowed by the whole regiment, and the enthusiasm was so great that Ohashi never paused to resume his uniform, which his comrades brought, but naked as he was, headed the charging col umns. The sight of the naked warrior was enough to strike fear to the hearts of the Russians, who fled before him. One man concealed himself behind a bush and took deliberate aim at him with a musket. But our hero saw the musket and quick as thought, seizing the weapon, killed it's owner with one blow from the stock. The enemy's out posts having been, carried, the column advanced some 1000 meters to where the enemy's artillery was posted at the top of a steep hill. Ohashi, still too busy to resume his garments, was again in the forefront of the charge, personally killing two men and mak- ing one prisoner, and 1t was remarked with wonder that, although be had been target and in the thickest of the fight, he did not receive scratch. The emperor was much delighted when he heard of the exploits of Ohashi and examined with much interest the mus. ket with which Ohashi killed his enc mics"
 suppose it is because of the tremen- dous restrictions put upon them that the special correspondents in this Rus so-Japanese war have given us so few of those little glimpses into the individ- ual realities of war that make one feel akin with the soldiers fighting and dy- ing for the two countries, says writer in M. A. F. But now and then one does come across some of these glfrnpses. Here is one such tidbit The scene is described in a letter written by Cap tain Bliznetsky, Russian officer:
 Many of our men out of bravado gamble, jump for coppers and cut sim liar capers while under fire. However, think the severest test of coolness is writing letters while shells are explod- ing around. I have tried to do it my-- self, but produced queer scrawls. ';
 Yesterday witnessed this scene: The Japanese were pouring in a tre- mendous fire, and four or five shells had burst quite close. Tn the trench where [ lay down four soldiers were colloguing together over the love let fers which the only literate one in the lot was writing for the others. Say something fiowery-something about the heart and the needle true to the pole said one. A storm of bullets whistled past. You wouldn't like those about the heart said the letter writer.
 And tell Pulcheria I've got 70 ru- bles since the war began and killed twenty Japs,' continued the amorous Ivan. Draw it mild; I'll say tenS re- torted the letter writer. Here shell burst, and the concussion tore the letter out of the learned mans hand.
 Can you give us some paper, your honor?' I tore the back from a letter, and the amorist continued his work. Begin: Pulcheria, these are my re- poets, and love you But here an other soldier, impatient, snatched the paper and said: Write for me: Ekateri- na Rodionoff, village of Semionova, government of Kharkov. My beloved Ekaterina, the bullets are whistling past, but that only makes me think of. you I have been wounded twice, and Colonel Friedericks says am the brav- est man in the army. Think of that and yet love you
 "A bullet pinged and went through the hero's coat sleeve. A minute later the letter writer fell dead"
 What the battle of Liaoyang in the Russo-Japanese war meant to many corps may be judged from the follow ing letter from a private in General