The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-01-20
BY WIN. Q. SHEPHERD

of the series.
BY WIN. q. SHEPHERD
sALoNfKA. Dec. 1.-Two
huge baskets. filled with wicker
covered bottles Of ehianti wine.
from among which peeped the
white nseka Of champagne bot
ties. made up our supply OF tray
elinF provisions when our party
OF correspondents set out for the
Anglo. French front in Serbia.
True. there was a small pack
age for each man--boiled eggs.
cold beef with tiny paper packets
Of salt and pepper-but these
were 90 small We were able 10
carry them In our pockets
This Was an Italian scheme OF
provisions
We had left 10 two Italian
Journalistic newspaper man In
Italy ~ always iournalisi--th
task Of purchasing our food sup
ply.
We did not know as we pulled
out OF the station on a rattly mil
itAry train that We were going
forward 10 witness the beginning
OF an ally retreat
SEE BRITISH VICTORIES
Before us was krosolak. where
the French had fought 20 long
and so hard with their seventy.
fgrs"
Gen. sarrali had told Us that
we would see krovolak and the
fighting there.
Before US was tho British
front. made up Of veterans who
had gone thru theshell fire OF the
Dardanclies
before ne were all Che thrilling
things 10 see that the war af-
fords.
We rot out a; a little station
on the shore Of Lake Dotran and
found ourselves In the midst of
British troops.
I've used the name OF the lake.
tho before we started out We
were told that we must not men
ton the names OF places In our
stories.
Bu, nine days have changed
all that
The nuigarians have all these
places now. II Ia no secret.
RIDE ON AuToloAD OF HAY
An English cartsin met us.
Have you automobiles for
these correspondents asked our
French lieutenant guide.
Not n one" said the British
officer. unless they want 10 ride
on this load OF hay"
Into the truck We piled. with
half a dozen English Tommies
giving US lifts.
Just as We started off. they
cried. initiating n London bus
conductor: Marble Arch, Hold.
burn. Circus. Bank. Elephant and
Castle"
NO SIGNS OF RETREAT VET
We hadn't seen n sign of a re-
treat.
The British captain got onto n
fine horse aud rode along beside
MS.
The road skirted the lake--a
circle OF water three miles across
and scores OF oddly dressed
Greek and Serbian peasants got
out OF our way as we rolled thru
the mud, hugging our oblong
seats of hay.
Everywhere were British, plod.
ding thru the mud. riding heavy
draught horses. sitting by road.
side fires.
Great fish In this lake" said
the British captain. riding up be-
hind the motor truck. Perch.
Country road here famous for
them, Having some for dinner
tonight In my mess"
Still not sign of retreat that
we knew anything about.
Where Is this hay going?"
some one asked a soldier.
We were loading Il on n train.
but we stopped when we saw
that you needed the car" he said.
We might have known then
we did learn later-that the hay
was being moved back toward
the Greek frontier 10 keep IL
away from the oncoming Bulgars.
The signs of retreat are so sure
and so unfalling that we might
have read the whole story OF what
we were about to see Just In this
one lot OF baled hay.
Fifteen miles brought us TO n
stack OF goods piled up along the
road.
There were pyramids OF filled
sacks, rolls OF barb wire. aud
heaps OF the countless things that
help to make war.
In the center OF this three.acre
hodge podge was a tent.
From the decorated tent step
ped a tall, young British officer,
who came out To greet us.
CHILLY SOLDERING HERE
"Cold?" he asked shortly.
Thee DAYS ago there was six
incnes OF snow here. Terrific.
Worse than Northern France"
There were patches OF snow
over the bleak landscape.
About 200 yards from here
we found a Tommy frozen dead
stiff three mornings ago" con.
tlnued the officer. Couldn't find
his quarters and got lost In the
blizzard