Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1915-02-14
French FEEL that ENGLAND IS ETG France BEAR The Burden

had been broight in from other
Tuined houses There were inlaid
Flemish wardrobes In rocco style,
used here 70 support the ceiling; there
We're small mahogany tables in Em-
pire style, with gilt ornaments in
bronze. The coffee percolator was
humming. An ancient clock chimed
az the end Of every hour the same
choral: only Submit to the VIII OF
GOd.' But open the door and let in
the gray daylight and YOU hear the
enemys Eifle bullets patterins against
She waIlso inCessanS, and yet so vicious.
Trenches are Close.
"a tunnel partly underground and
partly broken through the wall of
rooms and houses leads up 10 the ar
9illery observation stand. From here
we overlooked The battle-ground. Tho
hostile trenches lie very close to each
othero at one point not more than 80
yards The Viver User, now carrying
high water constitutes the dividing
lneo On the other side We could see
the French, mostly marines, moving
about in their trenches rather care
iessly-what they might wtGI do, az
We were not answering their wild fuss
bladeo
I'll have now seen trenches all along
the western front, from the Swiss
border to the North sea but | have
nowhere seen such trenches as these
along the User here. The bitches are
cut considerably below the water level
of the river, and the result Is that they
are Constantly filled with water. They
are cut not into earth, but into fully
saturated mud. and water Is all
the time collecting in them. Hence
the bottoms are covered with brush,
under which brOoklets can be heard
babbing. yeS without awakening any
poetic sentiments in the midst OF thi,
perpetual rifle fire. At interva Is sinks
are dug, in which water collects, and
men are kept busy day and night
dipping II out.
Soldiers Laughing.
OF went forward into our most ad-
ganced trenches and what | learned
there is we'll worth telling Men liV-
ing under conditions. the most un-
that can be imagined, yet
laughing over all the discomforts of
war, and Cherishing only the one
wish that they inac tion imposed upon
them by a wise strategy may soon
come to an end and that they may
be allowed tO attack the enemy th2t
has been lying before them for weeks.
Az the same time the French Corpses
are still lying unburied before our
positions. LEFT there from the repeated
attacks that failed after frightful
losses for the enemy. Lifting ones
head cautiously for moment above
the edge OF our french. one sees piles
of silent dead men with 'blackcned
faces lying out there in blue French
overcoats, n IL a horrible sight. but
G tYfNy M gt Ia tn qi a tn
these bodies.
"As 4 was returning from The
trenches through queer tunnel hkc
the burrow of a mole passing under
streets and houses through cellars.
rooms and kitchens, and once even
under dripping sewer-the enemy
for us a surprise that did
not come wholly unexpected He be-
gan 10 lombard the ruins of Dixmude
with heavy artillery. The first shell
struck into heap of ruins quite near
us and made ~ noise as'if the world
was coming tO an end. Every man
into the bombproofs.' was the COM
mand, and several officers pulled me
along with them into the subterranean
dwelling of the commandant. For ,
three hours we remained there, listen- |
ing to the noise and expecting every
moment that n shell would strike right
over us. Once the very earth trem-
bled: the adjoining house had been
struck. came down with a crash above
Dur heads. Nuw,' said the commando |
ant, as another shell struck; Now az
)ne time nearer to us. at another fur
her away. And through II all the
Did Flemish clock was Ginning out
he hours with its choral OF submission |.
10 the will of God on high.
Since prudence il the better part Of
palor and it was uncertain how long !
he bUnbardment would continue. we |
finally left Dixmude IN the midst of |
{. To the left and TO the right shells |
we're dropping ana walls were falling |
with "A crash"