New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-02-17

when suddenly he was turned COM
fpletely round, then fell in heap. The.
Germans fire was so murderous that
his comrades, reaching a depression in
the earth. dropped while myriads Of
all sorts of missiles passed over them.
Then re-enf0rcements came, passed on
and were driven back to the allies
trenches, leaving their dead and
wounded behind them.
That night Glover lay on the battle
field. Now and again the glare Of
searchlights fell on objects about him.
giving CHASTITY hue to everything and
intensifying that on the faces of his
dead and, wounded companions. To
ward morning there was lull in the
firing Of cannon, and after daylight
another dash was made from the al
lies lines, and the ground captured was
held long enough to remove some Of
the wounded. But Glover was not
among the number.
During the day many things were
running through his brain. among
others his words to the gentleman who
had ridden with him in the cab from
Oxford circus to Downing street. The
wounded man remembered the flip
pant way in which he had spoken of
war and the experience it would give
him. Experience! Call it rather a
taste of inferno
During the day the field on which
Glover was lying was fought over.
being lost and retaken by each side
half dozen times. On one of these
advances by the English he was car
ried back to their trenches and in due
time sent to England with load of
wounded comrades. Arriving in Lon
don he was placed in a hospital, where
his life hung in the balance for awhile;
then he began slowly to mend.
One of the strangest features Of war
is that one who has experienced it's
sufferings and it's terrors when out of
it has an unconquerable desire to get
back to it again. Though Glover was
as comfortable as wounded man
could be made, though he received fire.
quent visits from his sweetheart, he
the surgeons as to how soon he would
be able to return to the front.
One morning he was told that dur
ing the day the hospital would be hon
ored by a visit from a member of the
cabinet. Thinking it about time he
tidied himself up, he asked his nurse
for basin in which to wash his hands
and face, and when the barber came
to make his daily round Glover re-
ceived the first shave since he was
wounded.
At 3 o'clock in the afternoon there
was a stir among the attendants, the
door of the ward in which Glover was
lying was thrown open. and a tall man
with a black mustache attended by
number of officers and citizens entered.
Advancing to the nearest cot, he spoke
a few words to the invalid, then went
down the aisle between the beds, ad-
dressing word here and word there.
till he reached Glover. The Canadian
looked at him, feeling sure that he
had seen him before. Then it flashed
upon him that he was the man who
had ridden with him in cab when
he was seeing the sights of London.
By this time Glover had learned the
difference between private and an
officer and the difference between a
subaltern and general. While the
stranger was advancing he had asked
who be was and was told that he was
Lord Kitchener, secretary for war and
acknowledged to be the greatest living
organizer of an army. Glover, remem-
bering how he had talked familiarly
with one so far above him in rank,
would have pulled the covers up over
his face to avoid recognition. but he
realized that this would not be allow
able. The secretary for war approach
ed his bedside. spoke to him and passed
on. He had been too preoccupied by
the mighty task before him when rid
ing in the cab in Glover's company to
recognize him on meeting him again.
Glover was more thankful than if he
had missed an exploding shell.
Not long after this Glover was in
formed that he was to be discharged
from the service on account of disabil-
ity. He was as much disgruntled as
his fiancee was pleased. AS soon as
he was we'll enough he was removed
to her home. where he received her
constant attention. He had spoken to
her of having met one who knew her,
but she could not identify the person
by his description. He was so en-
barrassed at having conversed famil-
iarly with the secretary for war that
he could not bring himself to tell her
of the episode. At any rate, he put off
doing so.
AS soon as Glover was as we'll as he
would ever be-he'd lost an arm-a
wedding day was fixed for his and
Gladys marriage. One day when the
pair were shopping together in London
they met on the street the man who
had shared cab with Glover-in other
words, the secretary for war. He stop
ped to. speak to Gladys and to tell her