Evening journal., 1917-11-22

cut much Ike a railroad cut, leading
TO the mouth of the buried hospital
and We back ont cars for a hundred
yards through this narrow passage.
We carry. often ourselves instead uf
stretcher bearers, tho wounded TO the
cars secure the tail board and after
arranging the blankets for the comfort
OF the blesses.' start our engines and
set forth for the hospital. The place
is a death trap. Arch and Wick saw
eighteen men killed there the other
night by one shell. and only last night
a soltor was killed within Ave feet
Of me by a she'll too we'll aimed lie
fell with arms outstretched and with
out a sound. To never knew what
struck him.
70 was morciful. n one considers the
sight OF his comrades In the under
ground Post de Secours. There are
at times as many as sixty wounded,
some giving uttorance 90 their misery
with a shuddering whine similar. al
though moro horrible. than the hooting
Of a scfeoch owl. Not the whine Of
e coward, but "a iirhering monotone
That accompanies tha breath that
leaves his lnngs in gasps, a weird, in
voluntary sound Others lio quiet. TOO
badly wounded 10 mako sound, and
others there are who. bandagcd and
inert, follow you with their burning
eyes as trying TO express through that
medium the longing for their turn 90
come 20 start for the hospital
"rhcn we start ont with. our am
I balances loaded, over a road we call
! inferno. ondeayoring 20 drive gently
over the rough spots. wishing we bad
wings. cursing the shells that come
Hoo close or praying that the next will
I be farther away. according 20 cur na-
lures, but moving always toward our
goal, through smoke and flash and On,
sickening Odor of dead men. We arr
held up now and again by a conrad,
with a blowout and we stop and lont
a hand; or we are stopped by horse
left twitching in the rcad-a tasti
mnoy Of German aim OF accidcnt.-ol
We are stopped hy an ariillerypal
who, poklng his head through q hol
near the road, says. Beacucou d
bombardment la-has,' or words 10 tha
effect and meaning that heavy bonn
bardment Is in progress around lh
next turn I'm the roads
''With the car loaded with wounded
we drive 0n rather than waste preclou
minutes needed in lifting them out o
the ambulance aud carrying them 60
dugOut We drive ON with fear In on
hearts, but thanking God That iha
fear and our trembling mean life q
the poor watchers ai our backs.
"At the hospitals the German prls
oners relieve MS of our wounded and W.
, leave our Noiturcs' long enough TO asl
the chief surgeon II our worst ease
have a chance 90 recover; 90 warm on
wet feet and perhaps drink a cup Of no
tea and. with a bon voyage from Ga
! French staff set forth again into th
might.
"We arc alone and drive careiuu
, Through the darkness. dreaming Of day
, that perhaps held happiness and CON
/ fort Suddenly there is a roar or dee
/ whistle and a tremendously loud ca
lplosion. Instlnctively our right for
t, finger pressed tho throttle aud our car
4, lbound ahead. The roar from the ef
/, cinc gives ms a kind Of "a comfort,
!. the speed of the revolutions tries
icmulato the quickened speed of on
. heart beats The excitement lasts hl
y a moment, but there is but one bois
. life time
~ -Four short months ago. dld ] sa
ID wc left Haskell? And now here y
IS three siill sit with our feet and lo
ii wet The narrowest escapes are q
lt hausied by much repetition and Wick
a vociferously expressing a wish for
good old breakfast at Number 4 Boa
I'd ing House; end Arch, who got too 81,
a TO "a poilu last night by carrying h