The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1914-10-08


French regiment sent to relieve them
was ordered to retreat and join the
main army.
Then they marched out with
what was left of the garrison
the band playing the 'Marseillaise. y
Rode Into Deaths Jaws.
A correspondent describing the
fighting before Malines, Belgium
says:
Il could see dark blue masses OF
Belgian infantry falling back, cool as
on a winters morning. Through a
mistake two battalions of carbinesrs
did not receive the order to retire
and were in imminent danger of de-
struction. To reach them messen-
ger would have had to traverse mile
of open road swept by shriekine
shrapnel. A colonel summoned a
gendarme and gave him the orders
and he set spurs to his horse and
tore down the road, an archaic figure
in towering bearskin. 1t was ride
into the jaws of death.
He saved his troops, but as they
fell back the German gunners got
the range and dropped shell upon
shell into the running column. Road
and fields were dotted with corpses
in Belgian blue.
LAT noon the Belgians and Ger
mans were in places only fifty yards
apart, and the rattle of musketry
sounded like a boy drawing stick
along the palings of picket fence.
The railway embankments from
which l viewed the battle was fairly
carpeted with corpses of infantrymen.
1 saw peasants throw twelve corpses
into one grave
Spectacular Pursuit.
A dispatch from St. Petersburg to
the Reuter- Telegram company, re-
cites a daring act credited to Prince
Eristoff, a colonel in the Russian
horse artillery.
When the Germans were retreat
ing from Stallupoehnen, town OF
East Prussia, the prince ordered his
men to unhitch their horses from
their own guns, mount them and
gallop after the Germans. Under
heavy fire the Russian cavalrymen
went forward, capturing the German
guns and brought them back to their
lines.
Germans Brave Lot"
AT times" a French soldier de-
clared in a letter home, I'VE could
hardly hold our rifles, they were so
hot. Often we had in the trenches
no cover of any sort. We had just to
dig up a heap of earth foot hign
or so and, lying behind it, pelt away
for ali we were worth.
''Our shooting, I can assure you,
was as steady as though our arms
were at the rife ranges. and even so
often in front of our positions we
could see the dead accumulating in
great heaps. Far away on my right
l saw at one time British cavalry
charging. We took the risk and
looked up to see it. Upon my word,
it was a magnificent sight. l was
too far off to see what happened when
they got home, which they did with
magnificent dash. don't think they
lost heavily, at least not very heavi-
ly, for we saw them get back again.
The way the Germans came on
again and again throughout the day
was great. They are a brave lot"
Duty Before Dying Son.
Paris has read with intense pride
the story of the brave Gen. Courieres
de Castelnau, who had six sons fight
ing for France and whose Youngest,
he saw struck down at his side by a
shell in the battle of Charleroi.
When staff officer ran up and
said, You must hurry if you wish to
see him alive" the father turned
away his eyes. directed that the un-
conscious boy be carried to the rear
and resumed his task of directing
the combat.
An interesting sidelight on rural
life in France during the stress of
war is given by a correspondent:
Coming through town in the
centre of FrSnce," says he, Il ap-
preciated more tran in crowded Paris
that the nation was at war and her
sons fighting and dying on the north
ern battlefelds. Of the male popula-
ton of 200. two-thirds are modified
and are on the firing line. There are
loungers in the sunny market place,
but not the usual throng-now only
old men and women. The middle