The L'Anse sentinel., 1918-07-20

and pafhIess.dea III. IL wotld have been
more tDitha point. egIgf'2 o cd ltcis
When &elhadC read our instructions
we knswwe, were, Ia. Tor Y geon, and ]
pientypit oini tiBl ei Jlsis .ejssig.a
What Atwell said Is not. ct for pub.
lication, but l. strongly. seconded his
opinion Of The Sydr. qt1ny and divisional.
Headquarters IN fgeneral: O. ,N'S'2 4i'''l'
Afteha tbH on. spirits rose. we;wefe
full-heaseds sspyicatcbers, 9because eur,'
instructions nnd oriers. said SO. & ri 31
We Jnimediatey reported tonithe
nearest French sstaRiaet and had sseY1d /
eral glasses Of muddy. water; WHICH
they called beer, After, drinking ,our !
beer we left the' estamihet and hailed
an empty ambulance. n1N s'i'' ':RS my
After showing the driver our passes
we got.in. The drives was' going to the
part of the line where we had to re-
port. .SiCl a n !,
| How the wounded ever survived
ride in that ambulance WAS ineSphca7
bic to me. 1t Twas, worse than riding on
a gun carriage over, rock road. :,
4 The driver OF the ambulance Was a
corporal Of the r. A: NJ. c. and he
had the wind up," that is. he had an
aversion to being under fire. - 90
\ ! was riding on the seat with him
while Atwell was. sitting in rthe ambu-
lance with his legs hanging out Of the
back. '-'', - -
/ AS we passed Through shell-de.
stroyed village mounted military po-
| lliceman; stopped us and Informed the,
driver to be very careful when we got
out on, the open road. as it was very
dangerous, because the Germans lately
had acquired. the habit Of shelling 1t.
The corporal asked the trooper II there
was any other way around. and was
informed that there was not. Upon
this he1got very nervous and wanted to
turn back, but we insisted that he pro-
ceed and explained to him that he
would get into serious trouble with his
commanding officer " he returned
without orders: we wanted to ride.
not walk.
From his conversation we learped
that he had recently come from Eng
land with draft and had never been
under fire, hence his nervousness.
We convinced him that there was not
much danger. and he appeared greatly
relieved.
When we at last turned into the open
road we were not so confident. On
each side there had been a line Of
trees. but now, all that was left Of
them were torn and battered stumps.
The fields on each side of the road
were dotted with recent she'll holes,
and we passed several in the road it.
self. We had gone about half q mile
when shell came whistling through
the airIand burst In a field about three
hundred yards to our right Another
soon followed this one and burst OF
the edge of the road about four hun
dred yards in front Of us.
I / told the driver to throw In his
Speed clutch, ms we must be In. sight
of the Germans. l knew the signs; !;
that battery was ranging for us, and
the quicker we got. out of its zone of
fire the better. The driver was uem.
bling like a leaf, and every minute I
expected him to pile us up in the ditch
preferred the German fire.
In the back Atwell was holding onto
the STRIPS for dear life, and was sing
ing at the, top of his voice: sa -
We beat yod at the Marne.
L We beat you at the Aisne,
We gave you hell at Neupe Chapells.
And here we are again.
Just. then we hit small shell hole
and nearly capsized. Upon a loud
yell from the rear looked behind, and
there was Atwell sitting In the middle
of the road, shaking his fist at us. His
equipment. which he had taken off
upon getting into the ambulance, was
strung. out on the ground. and his rife
was in the ditch.
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