The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1914-12-01
Reports from the Firing Line;
A War Correspondents Diary

typical sprIngless basket-bodied Gallo.
ian wagons,
500 a. m.--We are on the main road
leading to the great fertilization of
Przemysl to the hills where the artil-
lery firing is heaviest At $40 a. m.
we pass the cholera hospital and five
minutes later we pass through the
gate OF the inner Qualifications. The
road IS covered with wagons Two
tightly packed lines of them are go
ing our direction. Another line on the
left side Is going toward Przemysl
with sick and wounded. The steam
from thousands Of sweating horses
rises like a thin mist along the trail.
The sight is so wonderful that even
the wounded men keep their eyes on
IL. The sick men, some with the
green faces and loose, open mouths
Of cholera victims, hang their heads,
half dead.
S:15 a. m.--On both sides Of the
road, on ploughed farm land, huge
bodies of recruits are training. They
have stamped the wet earth into a
black, smooth, shining field that gilt
tors like Jet.
$3.50 a, m-Among the thousands of
sights we catch a glimpse Of pig,
riding on a seat like soldier He has
been tied there TO keep him from run
ming away from dinner, though it will
be some one else's meal, not his own.
S:35 a. M. pass the outer line
Of Notifications, The trenches are
lined and floored with willow or straw
mating. As far as our eyes can
reach, to our right and left. stretch
small forests Of posts, hitching post
high, with barb wire hung and tangled
Ahetweenoth niaa odi HAh9ia
9;10 a. m. Our wagon is spring
less. Now know why all the wound.
ed men in the carts have such strain
ed faces.
9;S5 a. m.-The road dips into a val
lev On both sides stretches an inn
mense camp OF tents and covered
wagons. The smoke OF thousands of
fires hang over II all Mud, men, flags,
smoke. horses. wagons, piles of bread,
harness, rifles. form a weird and in
describable picture that covers hun |
dreds ofiacres in the valley This is a
reserve camp.
9:45 n. m.-We make a trip on foot
through the camp. Hello, there, you
Americans hear a man call from
covered prairie schooner" He shows
me a letter has has just written 1t
s addressed to Helen o, REESE, 1900
Calvert street, Baltimore. The Off
,er who wrote it is Lieut.. Carl Hoff-
nan of the eleventh army corps. He
S a big, handsome fellow, who has
ived in America.
$3.50 a. ma spherical balloon, di-
igible balloon and two aeroplanes are
caring or dart,ng about above the
ills. 1s
1000 a. ma soldier is leaning
gainst the wall at the gateway of a |
onvent but the convent is only a
cap of broken brick and stone The
ustrian soldiers have RACED it because |
ohstructed the view from the forts. /
he soldier has only the ruin to guard
nd he evidently considers his task a .
ore.
1920 a. m.--We cross a narrow |
auge railroad track lad over plough
4 farms. 1t is an artillery railroad. /
he cars are very small but horses pull $
lem more rapidly than wagons. There {
a string of cars across the horizon. c
hey are feeding the artillery in the i
his two miles away with shrapnel t
lells. The railroad to Sanok runs I
rough this farm and when we pass a
le depot of Hermanowice, we see
ounded and sick men lying all about v
le platforms. They are waiting for S