The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-05-09

remove your equipment. The doctor ruth
lessly applies scissors to the tails OF
your shirt: 1t goes to your heart-you
have but one other. Then comes the ex-
animation, for which the sapper at the
fire wakes up and takes interest.
Here, you see, is where il went in.
and here 1t came out the doctor re-
marks. Just missed the hip bone. says
the sapper. adding. It's mad. bit of
hole Eventually the first-ad band
age Is applied.
Sally Forth Into the Night.
Next comes the Subadar. who. it ap-
pears. has a slight wound through the
inner part of the thigh. This is also
bandaged. and again We sally forth into
the night with hazy directions as to the
whereabouts of the ambulance wagons.
Another crawl for a half mile more.
One Is beginning to feel faint and won
der how much longer it will be possible
to walk. Stray bullets keep coming up
the road. These stray bullets have fol-
lowed you throughout your wanderings.
and you pray that one will not find you
just at the end of your goal. At last you
come upon the wagons standing in the
road. You ask for an officer. and arc di-
rected to house
On entering. you find 1t Is the tempo
rary mess of some re-enforcements put
up to relieve the troops in the trenches.
Among them you find some old friends
that you did not know were even in the
country. When they hear you are
wounded. rum and hot water are imme-
diately offered and accepted. The drink
puts new life into you. Three or four
real Egyptian cigarettes are pressed on
you. and you are taken to the medical
officer in charge of the wagons.
Sundnbar Goes Elsewhere.
Here you and your Subadar are part
ed. for he has to be conveyed to the In
dian portion of the field ambulance
seat is found for you in one of the way
ons. which will start when full-luckily
the wait is not longer. You are helped
up into the wagon and feel your way in
the darkness to the farther end and sit
down: this you find a painful operation.
Then commences the long drive in
That drive will never fade from your
memory. The wagon is a heavy con-
Germ. drawn at slow walk by two
heavy horses that keep slipping on the
frosty road. 1t is bitterly cold and ut
terly dark as you ereak along a road full
of filled-in Jack Johnson holes
How long II takes to cover that three
miles OF road you cannot tell. but it feels
n century. Each bump gives you a pain
full jar and makes your heart ache for
the other poor fellows lying silently in
the stretchers. of whom you caught a
glimpse as you came In.
Soon you are conscious of some one sit
ting opposite you breathing through his
mouth and giving a little sigh occasion
ally. Presently a hand touches your
own: YOU close on il and give a little
squeeze
Try to Cheer Him Up.
Where are WEI" says a gentle little
voice in broad Scotch. It's all right.
laddie: We are in the ambulance wagon"
There is long pause.
You an officer?'- Yes" Long pause
You wounded?" Yes" Long pause
I'm In the Black Watch. The officer
took my name. I lost my head and got
among the Germans"
You badly hurt NO: but 1 can't
see" The voice is very faint and indis-
tinct. II dies away. and one doesn't care
to fatigue tine sufferer by asking ques-
tons. After another long pause the voice
continues. painfully. The three things
II harps on are the fact that he lost his
head and got in among the Germans
alone. that his name was taken and that
he can't see because his eyes are band
aged
You try and cheer him up and tell him
not to worry. that it will be all right
now. He relapses into silence for n
while. and then painfully goes over
those three points again. adding. 1T
was a bomb that done it,
At last the long. painful drive comes
to an end. The field ambulance, situated
in beautiful French chateau. is reach
ed and you are taken through the invit-
ing gates into light and warmth.