The Butler weekly times., 1915-05-06

the joker was struck twice In resc,
ing It,
a wounded private of the Buffs n
lates how an infantryman got temp,
rarily separated from his regiment q
Mons. and lay concealed in a trenc
while the Germans prowled around.
Just when he thought they had lei
him for good ten troopers left thei
horses at a distance and came fol
ward on foot to the trench.
THE hidden infantryman waited un
til they were halfway up the slope
and then sprang out of his hidinl
place with a cry, Now. lads. giv'
them hell!' Without waiting to Sc,
the lads the Germans took to theil
heels"
From Men In the Fleet.
Equally interesting are some Of the
letters from men with the fleet. Tom
Thorne, writing to his mother, in Sus
! sex. says:
Before we started fighting we were
all very nervous. but after we Joined
In we were all happy and most Of US
laughing till it was finished. Then we
all sobbed and cried.
Even II I never come back. don't
think I've died painful death.
Everything yesterday was as quick as
lightning.
I'VE were in action on Friday morn
ing OF Helgoland. had q piece Of
shell as big as the palm Of my hand
90 through my trousers. and as my
trouser legs were blowing in the
breeze. l think was very lucky"
A gunroom officer in a battle cruiser
writes:
THE particular ship we we're en-
gagged with was in a pitiful plight
when we had finished with her-her
tunnels shot away, masts totterfng
great gaps of daylight in her sides,
smoke and flame belching from her
everywhere. She speedily keeled over
and sank like stone, stern first. So
was saved. She was game to the
last, let it be said, her flag flying till
she sank, her guns barking till they
could bark no more.
Although we ourselves suffered no
loss. we had some very narrow es-
capes. Three torpedoes were OBJ
served to pass u.s., one within a few
feet. Four-inch shells, too, fell short |
or were ahead of US. The sea was
alive with the enemy's submarines,
which. however, did us no damage. |
They should not be underrated, these
Germans, That cruiser did not think,
apparently of surrender"
What naval warfare seems like to
The BLACK squad imprisoned in the
engine room is described by an en-
sine.room man OF the Laurel, who
vent through the scrap" off Helgo.
and, Writing to his wife, he says:
1T was a terribly anxious time for
IS, can tell you, as we stayed down
here keeping the engines going at
heir top speed in order to cut of the
Germans from their fleet. We could
ASNA thC LII dIOuHu duu IuC
'campering of the tars on deck as they
'ushed about from point to point, and
We knew what was to the fore when
We caught odd glimpsss OF the stretch. ,
# bearers with their ghastly bur. ,
ems.
1--WE heard the shells crashing
gainst the sides of the ship or !
hrieking overhead, as they passed !
nto the water, and we knew that at :
ny moment one might strike us in I
'ital part and send US below for
ood. J.
1T Is ten times harder on the men ,
those duty Is in the engine room than
Or those on deck taking part in the ;
ghting, for they. at least. have the 8
xcitement of the fight, and if the
hip is struck they have more than
sporting chance of escape. We have .
one" :,
From Dying Frenehman. S
The most dramatic letter comes e
ON the French. On one Of the fields
battle, when the Red Cross soldiers +,
ere collecting the wounded after q
eavy engagement, there was found i,
half sheet of notepaper, on which a
as written a message for a woman,
which this is the translation: r
Sweetheart: Fate in this present O
ar has treated US more cruelty than g,
any others. II have not lived to
cate for you the happiness of which b
'th our hearts dreamed. remember d
at my sole wish is now that you c,
ould be happy. Forget me. Create IL
r yourself some happy home that b,
ay restore to you some Of the great 8.
pleasures Of life. For myself
all have died happy in the thought
your love. My last thought has CT
en- for you and for those have 10
home. Accept this. the last kiss. v.
I'm him who loved you." OF
from . fortress on the
ontier. q French ofacer says the NJ
lionel In command was asked to send
men to stifIen some reserv. m
artillery in the middle Of France, m
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