The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-05-23

riddled wsals INC skeleton roots and We
walked on beyond and Up The hin
through . communication dttch TO the
outer trenches. Here a few 6r1ef in
struct.ons we're given and the chef de
poste was advised 10 tell his ssntinels
OF our sortie and 80 Va waded out over
the barbed wire. for all the world like
security II a into the perilous un-
known beyond.
The night was warm and windlesa
There were fruit trees all soout this
part OF the hillside. They ware clouded
with biooen. reminding one Il Japanes
prints. But another odor a. We ad-
vanced mingled with that OF the
blossoms, an DOR that CONCEALED all
though the winter. 10 becoming more
ana more intense and p~ervasive as the
warm weather inoreasea Among the
bresths Of April fragrant Of love and
the rebirth OF life Il intrudes. tho sicken-
ing antithesis-punGent, penetrating.
exciting to madness and ferocity. as the
other 10 tenderness and desirs-the odor
OF carrion and Of death.
rsss Relics of Dattis.
We had not gone nfsy steps when they
began to appear. these disturbing relics
OF the great battle that terminated here
on September 20 last. when these hill.
sides ran with blood. From that day,
when our present limos were established,
not . living soul had been In this area
in daylight, and the rare few who have
crossed It at night have been only the
fugitive patrols IKE our own. What
wonder then II the dead lie a. they fell
In the fighting seven months ago. Shape
less, dark ma sses as one approaches
them In the dim moonlight. they come
out suddenly at q few steps of in their
disfgured humanity. and peering down
one can distinguish anna and leEs and,
last and most un~speakabls, ths features.
Single or IN heaps or hles they lie
In attitudes OF heroism ar fear, OF
anguish or OF pity--soms shielding their
heads with their sacks from the hail OF
shrRpnei. many with the little FIRST
aid" package OF bsndages IN their hands,
with which they have tried TO stanch
their wounds. Frenchmen and Germans
alike, rigid bundles Of soaked cloth. fll-
Ing the thickets. sodden into tho muddy
beet fields, bare and exposed around the
trenches on the bleak upper slopes and
amid sacks. broken guns and all the
litter OF the battlefield.
The sight 10 ono which may wen be
unnerv!ng tho frst time, but one soon
gets used TO II, and TO look upon
these images OF death with no more emo
ton than on the empty cartridge cases
around ~them-which. indeed. IN a way
they do resemble, Having served their
purpose tho naterla. shell remains. while
their vitality has been dispersed into
the universe to enter into new combina-
tons IN that eternal conservation OF
mercy which Is tho SCIENTISTS faith and
that imperishability OF anything that is
beautiful In the human personality.
which is the poets.
In general our patrols try to avoid
useless collisions. which, as the English
manual puts II, serve no good end,
give rise 20 reprisals ana disturb the
main body" But OF course there is
always tho chance of running into an
enemy's party. n this not In
frequently happens, as the sudden fusil-
ladies' along the hillside show. IL a
patrol comes close and an enemy's post
is alarmed they throw up Il fusee-one
NJ tho nan German Innovations In this
war which 20 to show their superior
preparedness. The repeated nnre OF
these on a dark night outlines in white
fire their battle fronts across the CONT
Ter
They have perfected two varieties,
both far better han our own. which
appeared on this part OF the front only
a short while e One Is simply a ball
Of magnesium or calcium light that is
thrown like the ball out Of n Roman
candle, Its brilliance beginning Just as
it reaches the apex Of it's curving flight
ana lasting jus, during It's slow fall, thus
lighting up all the surrounding coun-
try for several econds with the most
Intense CLARA Nhe other ~ tho snmp