The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-10-29

young lieutenant who was making an effort to speak English, equally as painful as mine to speak French, and the conversation turned to the usual topics-how many Americans are there in France; when we came and where we landed, and how long do we think the war will last? But I certainly did derive beaucoup amuse- inent from seeing a coal black native from Someiland come walking out of the cave, and in passing, he raised his wrist, turned back his coat sleeve and took the time of day from little silver wrist watch he was wearing. Can you beat it?
 At noon, just as we were ready to eat our lunch. they brought in < "couche,'' in other words a. man so badly wounded he has to lie down, and this of course meant trip to the hospital. After dressing his wound
 Che had been hit in the knee they carried him down to the car. And that 1ittlep recession of four bran cardiers with the stretcher on4their shoulders, marching down the hill, stopping once at a group of men in little dug out to lower the man for a handshake and last word of parting cheer from his camarades. was most impressive And again, after the stretcher had been put into the car and the door closed, another cana- rade came running up to have us open the door, again, so he could climb in and add his word ef fare- well cheer. All of which was well added, because a man in pain certainly needs something to buoy up his spirits, for an ambu- lance at best is not comfortable over that long and somewhat rough trip back to the hospital driving as slowly and carefully as we; do when a 'scouche" is in the car.
 From the hospital we came back to - where, according to our sys- tenn, we were third on call
 1.-The afternoon was comparatively, quiet, only two cars going out, and we did not move up to first on cali. until after supper time. This gave us an opportunity to view the long pro- cession of supplies, ammunition and men which started at the earliest ap- proach of nightfall. moving in con tinuous line up past our poste and on up to- the front line position. The horses plodding along at steady, slow space and the men driving them
 
 were quiet and solemn faced, making 1t seem not at all like the tremen- dous circus parade it would impress you as being, were the whole thing transported in peace time to some city across the water.
 At 8:30 our call came to replace the car at A which had just coma down and passed with it's load of bat tered humanity S---, --- the driver. passing on the word to us to drive like hell because they are shelling the road"
 This was not too pleasant a thought with the road already crowded and traffic slow. Besides. in the after noon. on the way back from the hos pital, our car had developed carbu- rotor trouble, or had water on the lungs, we couldn't discover which. So we locked for a stormy passage, and we were not disappointed. Hardly had we passed a small section of wagons ahead of us, when the old en- zine gave a cough and died on our hands. F Having located the difficulty, R-------- ---- turned the wheel over to me, climbed out on the front fender, and raising the. hood, lay there prining the car buretor, feeding it gasoline every time l the motor turned over in starting. And as we rode all the way to A - and never shall I forget the expert ence The night was very dark dark