The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1917-11-08
out OF sight Of this place. I'll look
after him until the guard comes"

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after him until the guard comes"
was naturally all excited, but / did
as he said. and it wasn't many minutes
before we were on our way back at the
double. Dur man was still there, but
the minute he saw us he got started.
Our policeman pulled his revolver and
fred after him. He didn't stop for a
second, but he pulled a couple Of guns
himself and every few seconds would
send a shot back at us as he ran.
Fellows were joining in the chase all
the time. and it was getting interest
ing. The end came very suddenly when
two Of our chaps with rifles appeared
In the road ahead of the fugitive and
ordered him to halt. He fired on them
for an answer, so they raised their RI
f1es and brought him down.
Examination showed that he was q
German. He had on German service
dress under the British uniform he was
wearing. The little book our police
man referred to certainly was a gold
mine Of information. He had the name,
location and strength of every unit in
our vicinity and also the location Of a
good many Of our batteries. He was a
brave fellow, all right, and he played
the game clear to the end.
The next day l reported myself as
usual for the trip to Potijze, and VIC.
decided to make the try again. Even
as we got hear Ypres the fire seemed
to slacken, and we rushed straight
through without mishap.
II Ypres had been in bad condition
before this I don't know how 1t would
be described now! In the center Of the
town there vas scarcely a building left
standing. All the towers but me had
been knocked of the famous Cloth
hall, and the whole place had been
Quilted by fire. The cathedral was all
down except half of the tower, and the
inside Of that was still burning.
The streets were Uttered with bodies
Of every description, and broken wag-
ons, ambulances. water carts, ETC., lay
everywhere. The roads were almost
Obliterated, and we were riding over
broken bricks and mortar. The shells
were still coming over, but they were
no WORSE than what we had run
through before, 20 we did not mind
them very much. We found the road
the other side of Ypres about as usual,
so we got up to Potijze without any
more excitement.
Potijze is a very tiny place which
has seer some hard fighting from time
to time. There was really very little
left Of the place itself, but our trenches
ran Just outside the village. and we had
.dugouts all around there. On our ar
rival my officer told me to turn the a
around and then to get into one Of the
dugouts and wait for him. l did as he
told me, and for some reason or other
I left the engine running. I shut the
throttle clear down. so she was just
barely ticking over.
/ looked around and found a dugout
not twenty yards away and went in.
Two officers were there at the time,
but they told me to sit down, and they
went IN with their work.
found some paper and q pencil and
started to write a letter. After q few
minutes one of these officers got up
and went out. I don't think it was
more than ten minutes later that l
heard a lot of running around and
shouting over our heads, and l Won
dered what it could be.
Then l noticed that my throat and
nose seemed to be burning, and my
eyes commenced to water. / couldn't
draw a breath without sharp pain
piercing my throat and lungs. 1t struck