Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1917-04-12
As Family Jumps From Burning
Home Part of Them Are KiEs !
by Flying Bullets
THEN COME DAYS OF
WANDERING BY THE
MOTHER AND CHILDREN
Privation. Illness. Sadness and
0sner Dark Clouds the Lot Of
the Poor Family

About a year ago there appeared in
The News an article telling of the
sending of a shipment Of cloths by
the Island WoOlen company to Mrs.
John NJ. Olin, Madison, who forward
ed them, with many other contribu-
tions, to Nine Pinto in France, who
distributed them among the families
which have been made destitute by
the invasion of the German army
Folded in one of the pieces of cloth
was a note which read in part as fol.
Jews:
Baraboo, Wis, April 27, 1916.
'"To the Discoverer:
zone of the owners of the mill
somewhere in Wisconsin in which
this cloth was made has four lit
tie children. The oldest is seven
and one-half years. -.
Nothing would delight him more
than to receive a letter from a
small boy in France.
eff a French boy or girl or
srown-up would write to him =
tell how French children real
ly live-in times of peace and
in times Of war, nothing would
delight him more.
"Send the letter to b. NJ, Lock
Box 4G, BaraboO, Wis, u. S. A,
and let us hope no Be inter
cepts the letter"
The placing of this note in the roll
Of cloth was soon forgotten, so that
it was some surprise to find it re-
turned enclosed with letter from
France. The following is a transla-
ton.
Reply to w. H. McFetridge
You would like to know the life OF
eur France before and during the
war. I will tell you my story and
you will know the story of this terri
BILE war
1 belong to Badonville and the Dept.
Wl MGuCuG GG NOAS1IC.
My husband was a postman. We
lived in the same house with my par
snts. My parents worked little plot
Of ground and had three COWS, pigs
and hares.
My father was all OVerseer Of the
roads and was earning a good living
and when my husband had finished
his rounds all the family together did
the necessary work on the little place
We lived all happily together. We
had two children. I have brother
seven years younger than I and he
belonged to the Goth corps. l took
the place of my parents and for him
I did the best I could. And now ]
have the three children. I commence
my life's story at the beginning OF
the war-the 18th of August, 1914.
The Battle Commenced
The French pursued the enemy. On
the morning of the 18th the battle
commenced.
Our house was near a creek. There
was no cellar under the house, but a
small cellar with heavy stone walls
just to one side of the house. 1t was
small, but all of us could just get in
We were out of the way of the bull
lets, but not of the cannon. We could
tell nothing of the beginning.
The battle continued until II a. m
Afterward they began marching by
the soldiers and the artillery. We
went out to see who it was. The en-
emy was making entrance to Badon
viller. Our house was on the main
road to Douon. About 1870 we be
gan to hear more firing. We return
ed to the cellar. A moment later We
heard the Germans in the barn.
Father said they take our cows, but
we shall have to let them, because
surely if we object they will kill us
If only they would leave one to give
milk for the children-but they tool
all.
The Tragedy
One moment after my husband sale
he smelled smoke My mother sal,