The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1915-01-28
numerous sources stories
II from the front in the European
war are reaching this country.

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The devotion of a dog for his
wounded master is described in let
ter just received in New York city from
Laurence V. Benet, member of the
committee of management Of the Amer
lean ambulance hospital in Paris:
"a very interesting case turned up
few days ago. A private soldier Of
zouave regiment was severely wound
ed near the Belgian frontier. When he
left Algiers he was followed by his
dog, very handsome white and liver
colored setter, and this dog followed
his company throughout the campaign
and into the trenches, every night
sharing his masters blanket, so that
they managed to keep fairly warm and
comfortable together. During a VIC
lent bombardment by the German ar
tillery heavy shell struck the parapet
of the trench, killing about dozen men
and burying this man deeply under the
earth. The dog managed to dig him
out, exposing his face, before he was
completely suffocated, and then man.
aged to call the attention of men in
the adjacent trench by Selling their
clothing with his teeth and dragging
them toward his buried master. The
man was finally dug out and was found
to be very badly wounded with frag-
ments Of she'll, pebbles and pieces of
earth that were driven into his body.
He has lost one leg SO far. and we
may have to take the other off.
1.-THE dog managed to force his way
into the hospital train and reached
Aubervilliers, near Paris. where man
and dog were brought into our hospital
with one of our ambulances. l had
kennel built for the dog, and he is now
living near the kitchen and visits his
master in the ward once or twice
day. 1t is really touching to see his
devotion and his evident distress at his
masters suffering."
Boasts of Twenty-six Wounds.
There is a friendly rivalry among
the wounded in the Berlin hospitals for
the distinction Of having the worst
shot up man in the war. One who
claims tWentysix wounds holds the
present record, but Horst Pfeiffer is
of peril and luck.
Near Dixmude he received an order
which he was to take on his bicycle to
the firing line. He had to pass on his
way road that was exposed to hot
machine gun fire from the enemy. He
was hit eight times and dropped off
into Il ditch at the side of the road, but
succeeded nevertheless in handing his
message to another soldier, who car
ried it to it's destination. One bullet
had grazed his skull, another passed
through the upper jaw, one through
right arm, ed one struck his left
wrist. Two others struck his helmet
and his shoes. His comrades finally
succeeded in rescuing him from his
dangerous position and sent him to
Berlin, where he has been awarded an
iron cross.
Auntie Wanted Real Hero.
An automobile drew up at the Quai
dOrsay, says LIE Rire, and the chauf-
feur, a young man we'll grOomed,
shaved to perfection, wearing the uni
form of a private and with brassard
on his arm bearing the letter A (auto
service), jumped out and embraced an
elderly woman who was walking along.
My dear aunt! How are you? 1t is
four months since have seen you.''
Ives, l only got back to Paris yester-
day. And you, my dear boy, how
proud Of you l amv'
you ought to be- There are not
many fellows who have gone through
what l have"
'Tell me-"
I'm the first place, l was not anxious
to carry knapsack and trudge along.
So l volunteered for service with my
automobile and was at once accepted.
Then came the first setback. They
wanted to put machine gun in the
tonneau. l did not care for that sort
Of work, so l bought another machine,
a light rrnabout, and abandoned my
fifty horsepower. It cost 10000 francs
$4'OO0. but my skin is worth that.
The little machine struck the eye of
a general in charge Of fortified camp
and he made me his chauffeur. Fine.
But at the end Of September he caught
cold and began to complain Of the air
at high speed.
II said to myself, He is going to
leave me for closed machine In
war. you know, one needs resolution
and energy. 1 displayed both.
bought another machine. a big limou-
sine. fitted de luxe. with light motor,
running smoothly and slowly. 1t tick
led him to death. It cost me 10000
francs $4,000, more, but what of that?
My skin is worth it. So now, you see.
my deer aunt. how your nephew extri-
Gated himself from difficult situations y
''And you really carried all this out
yourself. my dear?"'
81 certainly did, aunt
Tell me. my boy, you expect to be
my heir. don't you?"
II certainly hope so, my dear aunt