The Washington herald., 1915-01-13

NN healthy, frank
~&E eyed. splendid EEL
lows, all just at
NELLIE RI,Y the early thresh-
hold of manhood.
With flowers in their military caps
and songs upon their lips; with faith
and confidence in the justice of their
cause: with love for all mankind,
but convinced, like the first Christians,
of the Righteousness of their cause.
they go joyfully into the hell of bat
tie The trains, long and lime-splat-
tered. which lay alongside to let us
pass, or which pass us we went,
tell the next story.
/ The flowers. dried and faded, still
remain in their mud-stained caps.
! Their eyes are sunken and haunted
by the vison of the most frightful
/ hell living man ever witnessed. Their
| lips have forgotten how to smile.
! Their bodies bear wounds. They are
sore and filled with the pain OF long
days and endless nights in wet, cold.
muddy trenches. Besides their fright
full wounds, they have cholera, dysen-
! terry, typhoid and hollow coughs which
rack them like the last cough of a
! consumptive.
OF ammunition and supplies there seems
! no scarcity Long trains bearing can
mons. blankets. wagons and ammunition
/ never plO. lntN are everywhere, on lUt
! rail and roads When l got up at day
| light We were running parallel with a road.
| The road was lined with wagons. 1
| counted 500 and gave il up. When our
train finally took a different course, 1
saw, quite a long while after an end of
part OF that caravan winding between
| two hills.
Clocks Everywhere.
| notice the clocks are going. would
know by this alone that we are out of
| Galicia. There are clocks everywhere in
Galicia. On the walls, on tables, on
stairways, on buildings. 1 even found
one under my bed in Sanok. I am con.
WINGED the natives like the look OF clocks.
There must be something in the white
! face with its twelve Roman figures espe-
cialIy fascinating to them. Otherwise
they would not buy them. For not
clock in all Galicia goes. not even the
clocks in the stations.
In Hungary they make their clocks
work. The beautiful landscape, the we'll
| titled fields, the busy, prosperous-looking
people. the seemingly good roads all tell
different story.
No longer can tell the story OF filth
everywhere. Truly the railways are
abominable, but at every station a large
! force is busy with lime and brooms.
Women in short. full skirts and high
boots. the type made familiar to us by
Lehar's popular opera. are doing most of
the work Cholera may be in their midst,
but these energetic PEOPLE will fight it
every inch Of the way.
! forgot to say that Prince Croy's train
/ is Zug Lit D. 1t is one of six trains fitted
out and maintained by the knights OF the
Maltese Cross. They are independent OF
all other societies. and their members
maintain these trains.
Pleased the Kaiser.
we have made such record" said
| Prince CrOy TO me. that the German
Emperor has asked us TO establish a
! branch Of our society in Germany"
Wednesday. Nov. 4.-Three soldiers
died in Prince CrOy's train last night.
Once the thought of three deaths on
been appalling. but here. where death
is everywhere, where the sight of
! dead and dying men is as familiar to
one as sparrows in New York, one
gets hopeless, not heartless. 1t is
like scOurge sweeping the world. One |
stands dumb despairing. dry-eyed be- |
fore the vastness of the misery.
Prince Croy fed US twice again
from his splendid kitchen. Without him |
We should have had to exist on our bis |
cults. We stop continually, but not where |
we can obtain food. Indeed, the small |
lime-Covered stations We have passed are |
not inviting. There is nothing new. |
The day repeats yesterday.
Thursday. Nov. 81 took my shoes |
off last night. My right shoe would |
not behave. With malicious deviltry |
it pinched by foot until in desperation |
l took both shoes of. l had my face |
washed this morning The engine is the |
willing pump for the whole crowd. Col. |
John brought me his rubber basin and |
showed me how to lift of the cushion /
and place the basin on the seat. The soap |
felt delicious.
We breakfasted in a station with
lot of officers. who watched US with |
interest We had tea with rum, rolls |
or light bread, the first / have seen in |
Europe. and two boiled eggs. One of |
mine was fresh. Some had worse
two more soldiers by death last night
That is five out Of 1S0
Remarkable RecOverIes.
"I have had soldiers frightfully
wounded" Prince Croy told me, who
have made extraordinary recoveries.
One man had three shots. One entered
his forehead and came out at the back
of his head. One entered the base of
the head at the back and came out on
the opposite side OF the temple and one
shot went through his leg. Five weeks
after. when I went to see him, he jumped
to his feet and saluted.
q had another more horrible" he
continued. "A man had his entire
lower jaw torn of with a shrapnel. His
tongue hung out on his neck and chest.
He had been five days in the trenches
after receiving his wounds before the
firing ceased long enough to let him
be carried away. He was famished. We
inserted a tube in his throat. He fought
vigorously, as he thought II would hurt
But we insisted and poured soup into
him. The moment he felt the soup in his
stomach he made frantic motions for
more. He was wild for food. We could l.
not feed him enough. Now they are
making a new jaw in the hospital and
he is recovering"
When Prince Croy was told how
eagerly the poor fellows demanded
more food, he laughed delightedly.
showing how happy he felt to be able
to give some comfort to the suffering.
Great strings of wild geese floating
like worms in the sky mingle with the
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