Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1914-11-11
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-vMd Description Of Naval En-
gagement Off Hegoland.

London--A noncommissioned Of
ncer in the dragons has sent to
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 arei as keen as mustard.
There is no holding them back. At
Mons we kFere under General Chef
wode. an@ horses and men positively
few at, the Germans. cutting through
much )heavier mounts and heavier
Inen( than ours. The yelling and the
dash OF the lancers and the Dragon
guards was a thing never to be for
gotten. We lost very heavily at Mons.
and II Is a marvel how some of our
fellows pulled through and positively
frightened the enemy We did some
terrible execution. and our wrists
were 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, ! 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 we're 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 q Grand Sportsman.
Corporal watherston took one be-
hind his saddle and 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 / found the cure a grand
sportsman and full OF pluck and hos
pitality. He seemed charmed TO find
a friend who was English, and told
me that the Germans were dressed
I'm the uniforms Of British soldiers,
which they took from the dead and
from prisoners In order to deceive
French villagers, who In many places
in that district had welcomed these
wolves in sleeps clothing. We we're
warned that the enemy would be sure
20 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. 10 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 bolRry
az soon as We got there. He SNUG
gled In wine and meat and bread aud
cakes, fruit and cigarettes, with
plenty OF bedding pulled up by a rope.
we slept soundly and the owls
seemed the only other tenants. who
resented our intrusion. No troops
passed through the village that night.
Ia the morning the cure came around
ct six o'clock. and we heard him say
mass. After that we let down the
ladder. and he came up with delicious
hot chocolate and basket OF rolls
and butter.
Our horses he had placed in diff
sorant stables a mile spaTt and put