The daily times. [volume] (Wilson, N.C.) 1902-1936, 1918-07-29
AIR RAIDS
ON PARIS
The Signals, Bomb Dropping,
Care of Property and Aid
to Injured
ALL GRAPHICALLY TOLD

w douiu6tOn, July 49, W itih6
of German air raid on Paris, one
of the American Red Cross ipsectors
gives thrilling account of how
American troops and Red Cross work
ers gives aid to the city in such des-
perate moments. He describes an
air raid in this fashion:
Nowhere is there any sound but
the echoes of footsteps. Not a street
light is to be seen, not a single ray
Of light-nothing but the inkiest and
most impenetrable darkness. Then
all Of the noise of the world seems
to break loose. Clang-
bombs the tocsin-like a gigantic
pneumatic riveter working on a col
losal bell. Whooo-o shreiks the
siren, running up and down the scale
in an awful wall.
"The streets come to life. Doors
open and slam shut. The sidewalks
are full of ghostly figures hurrying to-
wards the caves, where the inhaDi-
tants have fitted up cots and banks.
'Thsy get up now to make a sitting
place for the new corners. The place
fills up. Everyone looks apathetic,
sleepy and bored. The children go
to sleep with their heads on their
mothers shoulders, and a girl in the
uniform of street car conductor
swaps war yarns with a poilu in dingy
blue. In the last raid the front
trucks of her car were thrown from
the rails by the displacement of air
caused by an exploding torpedo. The
air and it's inmates were unhurt. 1'he
poilu looks a mite incredulous and
murmurs, i can we'll believe you,
Mademoiselle.'
Outside the noise continues for
about three or four minutes and then
subsidies as new noise starts-the
Arches, or anticraft guns, which
commence to bark furiously from a
dozen different points. Saarchlights
rake the sky. The Arches continue
their clamor, but they are not firing
at anything, merely keeping up a
barrage fire to prevent the Bochc
from flying over the city.
Suddenly there is an earthrock
ing WWhoom. No doubt as to where
the Boches are. Whom, whom whom.
One inyoluntarily ducks and tries
turtlewise to cover his head with his
shoulders. hideous noise resounds
up and down the deserted street
falling walls, and the tinkling and
crash of showers of broken glass and
roofing tiles.
Through glass and litter of tho
street an American Red Cross COM
mittee come ploughing its way. One
OF the city firemen stands on the
running board. They stop and the
fireman flashes an electric lamp into
the ruins, makes hasty inspection,
and then runs up the street and
dives into the redlight cave.
" Anybody here from number 40
to 81? he calls. A half dozen voices
yell out that there is.
Us everybody here from those
numbers? Was there anyone left in
either of those buildings
There is an anxious calling back
and forth and rapid counting oil
noses. All here is the answer.
Good! Not much left of those two
buildings. Don't enter the ruins ur-
til they have been inspected by the
engineering apartment. Go to the
Sisters of the Poor if you want
place to sleep"
"a wall and several curses com.
pete. but the fireman is gone.
"The Arches have stopped and
there are no more whooms, but peo-
pie stay in their cellars. 1t is only
nine o'clock. and experience has
shown that the industrious and me-
thodical Boches will keep coming
back again and again until after mid
night
"A half mile away a bright red
glow gets larger and larger and
lights the sky, A fire has broken out
In the railroad yards and is making
great headway. Several cars of oil
are burning fiercely and spreading to
cars OF merchandise. Half dozen
American soldiers are working fever
ishly trying to get the, untouched cars
away from the fire.
1.-TWO of them have got hold of
switch engine and are shunting out