The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1914-10-30
BRITISH SOLDIERS TELL STORIES OF
THRILLING EXPERIENCES At FRONT
English Cavalry Gave Good Account of Itself at Mons Cutting
Through Much Heavier Mounts and Heavier Men Than Its
Personnel COntained-VNid Description Of Naval En-
qaqemen Off HeIgOand

London-A noncommissioned Of
fcer in the dragons has sent to a
relative a fine description of the work
being done by British cavalry.
"All our men, in fact the whole
British army, are as fit as a fiddle, and
the lads are as keen as mustard.
There is no holding them back AT
Mons we we're under General Chet-
wode, and horses and men positively
/ few at the Germans, cutting through
much heavier mounts and heavier
/ men than ours. The yelling and the
dash of the lancers and the dragoon
guards was a thing never to be for
gotten. We lost very heavily at Mons,
and It is a marvel how some of our
fellows pulled through and positively
frightened the enemy. We did some
terrible execution, and our wrists
we're feeling the strain of heavy riding
before sunset. With our tunics unbut-
toned, we had the full use of our right
arms for attack and defense.
After Mons, l went with a small
party scouting, and we again engaged
about twenty cavalry, cut off from
their main body. We killed nine,
wounded six, and gave chase to the
remaining FIVE, who, in rejoining their
unit, nearly were the means of trap
ping us. However, our men dispersed
and hid in a wood until they fell in
with a squadron of the - and so
reached camp in safety. After that
a smart young corporal accompanied
me to reconnoiter, and we went too
far ahead and were cut off in a part
Of the country thick with uhlans. AS
we rode in the direction of - two
wounded men were limping along,
both with legs damaged, one from the
Middlesex and the other from the
Lancashire fusileers, and so we took
them up.
Cure a Grand Sportsman.
Corporal Watherston took one he
hind his saddle and l took the other
The men were hungry, and tattered to
shreds with fighting, but in fine
spirits. We soon came across a small
village, and l found the cure a grand
pitality. He seemed charmed to find
friend who was English, and told ,
me that the Germans were dressed
In the uniforms of British soldiers,
which they took from the dead and
from prisoners in order to deceive
al, I'LL hn IN Mo
in that district had welcomed these |
wolves in sleeps clothing. We were |
warned that the enemy would be sure
to track us to the village. The cure |
said he would hide the two wounded |
men in the crypt of his church and |
put up beds for them. 1t has a secret
trap door, and was an ancient treas
ure house of a feudal lord, whose |
castle we saw in ruins at the top of |
the hill close by.
Then he hid away our saddlery
and uniforms in the roof Of the barn,
and insisted upon our making a rest
chamber of the tower of his church,
which was approached by a ladder,
which we wore to pull up to the belfry
as soon as we got there. He SNUG
gled in wine and meat and bread and
cakes, fruit and cigarettes, with
plenty of bedding pulled up by rope.
We slept soundly and the owls
seemed the only other tenants, who
resented our intrusion. No troops
Ja3sed through the village that night.
In the morning the cure came around
1t six o'elock, and we heard him say
After that we let down the
adder, and he came up with delicious
not chocolate and basket of rolls
md butter.
"Our horses he had placed in DIFF
'erent stables mile apart, and put