Greene County herald., 1918-10-25

full Of blood and brains, then went
crazy with fear and horror and rushed
along the wire until came to our
lane. I had just turned down this lane
when something inside of me seemed
to say, "Look around" / did so; q bull
let caught me on the left shoulder. It
did not hurt much, just felt as II some
one had punched me In the back, ana
then my left side went numb. My arm
was dangling like rag. I fell forward
In sitting position. But all the fear
had left me and was consumed with
rage and cursed the German trenches.
With my right hand felt In my tunic
for my first-aid or shell dressing. In
feeling over my tunic my hand came
In contact with one Of the bombs which
carried. Gripping 1t, pulled the pin
out with my teeth and blindly threw 1t
towards the German trench. must
have been out Of my head, because
was only ten feet from the trench and
took chance Of being mangled. If
the bomb had failed to go into the
trench would have been blown to
bits by the explosion Of my own bomb.
BY the flare Of the explosion OF the
bomb, which luckily landed in their
trench, saw one big Boche throw up
his arms and fall backwards, while his
rifle few into the air. Another one
wllted and fell forward across the
sandbags-then blackness.
Realizing what a foolhardy and risky
thing 1 had done, was again seized
with a horrible fear. dragged myself
to my feet and ran madly down the
lane through the barbec wire, stum-
bling over cut wires, tearing my uni
form, and lacerating my hands and
legs. Just as was about to reach
No Mans Land again. that same voice
seemed to say, Turn around" I did
so. when, "crack." another bullet
caught me. this time IN the left shoul-
der about one-half inch away from tho
other wound. Then 1t was taps for ma
The lights went out.
When came to 1 was crouching In
hole In No Mans Land. This shell
hole was about three feet Deep so that
1t brought my head few inches below
the level Of the ground. How reached
this hole viii never know. German
'typewriters" were traversing back
and forth In No Mans Land, the bull
let's biting the edge of my shell hole
and throwing dirt all over me.
Overhead shrapnel was bursting.
I could hear the fragments slap the
! ground. Then went out once more.
When came to everything was silence
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| was soaked with blood and big flap
from the wound in my cheek was hang
ing over my mouth. The blood rum
ming from chis flap ehoked me. Out Of
the corner of my mouth i would Try
and blow It back, but II would not
move. reached for my shell dressing
and tried. with one hand. to bandaee
my face to prevent the how. haA
an awful horror Of bleeding to death
and was getting very faint. You would
have laughed II you had seen my
ludicrous attempts at bandaging with
one hand. The pains in my wounded
shoulder were awful and was getting
sick at the stomach. 1 gave up the
bandaging stunt as q bad Job. and then
tainted.
When came to, hell was let Loose.
An intense bombardment was ON, ana
on the whole my position was decided
ly unpleasant. Then. suddenly. our
barrage ceased. The silence almost
hurt. but not for long, because Tritn
turned loose with shrapnel. machins
guns, and rife fire. Then all along our
line came cheer and our boys came
over the top In q charge. The first
wave was composed Of "Jocks." They
were a magnificent sight. kilts. nappina
In the wind, bare knees showing. ana
| their bayonets glistening. In the first
wave that passed my shell hole. one d
the Jocks" an immense fellow, about
six feet two inches In height jumped
right over me. On the right and Left
i of me several soldiers Ia coisred kiItl
we're huddled on the ground. then oveq
came the second wave. also "Jocks.s
One young Scottie. when he came
abreast Of my shell hole. leapsA inte
the air. his rife shooting out Of hiu
hands, landing about ak feet IN front
| Of him, bayonet frst. and stuck In the
ground. the butt trembling. This i'm
pressed me greatly.
CTO BE CONTINUED.)