The twice-a-week Twin Falls times. (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1916-1918, 1917-05-03
BATTLE STOPPED
BY LITTLE BABY
Mysteriously Appears Crawling
Between Lines Where Fierce
Fight Is Raging.
IS RESCUED BY A GERMAN
Soldiers Forget They Are Enemies and
Cease Strengthening Each Other
While Prussian Carries In
FAINT to Safety.

New York.-Edgar Won Schmidt
PAUL., Prussian cavalry officer, who
is on the western front, has written
for the German newspapers the fol-
lowing remarkable incident which he
and his men witnessed recently:
"DOnnerwetter what q hellish
noise About me shells are bursting
and all around me is the rat-tat-tat of
machine guns.
at is just before dawn, and the fog
is so thick that one can scarcely see q
yard ahead. All we know is that our
troops during the night stormed and
captured the French village over yon-
der. 1 want to see how our left wing
is situated, and therefore ride to the
village where the enemy's bullets are
falling as thick as hailstones during a
heavy thunderstorm. The fog contin-
ues thick, but it is not cold.
81 find a shelter where other cavalry
men are taking little rest and at once
proceed to get some needed sleep my
self, ordering the lieutenant to rouse
me in case of necessity.
Suddenly 1 am awakened by a pc
culiar. uncomfortable stillness-as is
the case often where a sleeper is awak-
ened either by a sudden noise Or the
cessation of noise.
Baby In Battlefield.
"As I emerge from the dugout the
lieutenant winks at me somewhat mis-
chievously and points directly in front
of him. Carefully 1 raise my head
over the top of the trench to get a
view of things.
1.-THE sun had risen and the fog had
disappeared. In front of us is a
meadow, and there, midway between
our trenches and those of the enemy,
is-God, it is impossible; it must be a
delusion IA Fata Morgana; but no
there in the middle of the field, crawl
ing on hands and knees, is q little
child, a baby. 1t appears perfectly
happy and contented, and seems to be
enjoying itself. Not q sound is to be
heard, not a shot is fired. Every man
has become dumb from amazement
"'A child has fallen from heavenr
cries a soldier near me.
"Well that is about the case, for
where else could that child have come
from?
Before my weary brain can summon
up any convincing reasons how that
child got out there-whether some poor
mother lost 1t in the panic due to
the battle of the night before-a Ger
man soldier jumps out of the trench
and runs to where the child is crawl
ing about. Absolute stiffness prevails
in the trenches, and only to our right,
from which this extraordinary sight is
hidden by clump of trees, is the sound
of gunfire heard.
AZ Like Peaceful Island.
"And this spot, which all through the
night had been veritable inferno of
shot and shell, is now like some peace
full island or a cool, friendly oasis in
a burning desert.
"Over there in the enemy's trenches
we can see the helmets of the French
men as they peer over the edges. No
one is any longer thinking of the en-
envy or the war, or of danger. All eyes
are on the tall soldier and the child
which he is approaching. AS he picks
up that little frightened, helpless bit
Of humanity and fondly takes it in his
arms, laugh, low friendly laugh,
passes along our entire column. The
laugh is infectious, and we can feel
how it is going along the ranks over
yonder. And suddenly-what, are they
going to shoot?-Ro, on the contrary,
great wave of applause with shouts
of 'Bravol' from thousands of French
threats break the stiffness. Then, as
the soldier jumps back into our trench
with the child safely in his arms, our
ranks, too, burst into a triumphant
shout which passes all along the line.
"Even for some time after not
shot is fired. 1t is as If we felt ahamed
of ourselves, and no one touched gun
while that child was in our midst.
''When the firing did start again it
was rather desultory and Indifferent,
and there was nothing dangerous
about it. That little child had worked
wonderful change In the hearts Of
both friend and foe that morning"