The sun., 1918-12-10
WOUNDED GOTH MEN
And OTHERS HOME
Continued from First Page.

sea water was Tossed AT them, ana the
Sierra went booming along up the
North River. They yelled again when
ferryboats out of the Jersey slips
drifted past the Sierra tall Sides their
passengers waving hats and handker-
chiefs.
At the pier. No. 4 Of the HobolSen
system now used by the Government.
the port Of embarkation's brand new
band, led by Lieut. McAbee. struck up
softly Home. Sweet Home" and II
need not lessen anybody's respect for
two listed fighting men to relate that
every soldier boy visible on the trans
ports decks was dabbing at his eyes
and cursing the wind that made them
water SO.
The band relaxed its emotional grip
in a hurry. though. and as the Sierra
warped into her slip the seventy-two
bandstcrs ripped out the things tho
boys like best, "Over There. ""Oh. How
Hate to Get Up in the Morning" and
good "Tipperary," which seems never
to grow stale.
Fortunately most of the men on the
Sierra were walking cases." con-
valescents well along toward complete
recovery. and there was little time lost
In transporting them by ferry to Long
Island City for entrainment to Camp
Mills. Several hundred. however, were
sent to Camp Merritt, and the cases
that needed especial attention were
transferred to the base hospitals here.
In the hustle and rustic OF disem-
barkation, every detail OF which was
smoothly and perfectly executed by
Brig Gen. George II. McManus and his
stan Of the port of embarkation head
quarters. the Red Cross girls did their
duty. AS the men were lined up the
girls in their trim uniforms worked
like lady beavers, dishing out sand
witches. hot coffee. cigarettes and any
other little things they had handy.
You're the greatest ever, sister"
yelled one doughboy. We know you
over there as the sugar OF the earth.
and don't let nobody tell you differ
ent!"
sixty-ninth "stepped" on the Foe.
In intervals they talked-though
difildently, as has been said-and per
haps the finest burden of their talk
iment, part of which was made up
OF the Fighting Sixty-ninth. The ST.
ezra brought back a good many lads
that belong to the 165th, and a good
many also that had fought along
side the scrappy Irish from New
York. One artileryman. Ray Davis
Of Chicago, told a tale of the Sixty
ninth that fairly blazed
You can't say too much about that
gang" said Davis. who belongs to the
l49th Field Artillery, which supported
the regiment in the terrible days in
Champagne. That poem about the
Light Brigade has always stuck in
my mind, but the story is pale COM
pared TO what those New York boys
did. When the Germans struck in
Champagne the 165th was fighting
alongside q regiment of Blue Devils
They were fine fighters, those French
veterans. but they had been punished
almost beyond the endurance OF men
They saw mass upon mass OF green
gray soldiers coming toward them be-
hind file after file OF machine guns
1t simply didn't look possible TO hold
the line. The French have got sense
you can bet. That's why they came
out on top. But sense wasn't needed
in the Champagne. Crazy courage was
required. and the New York micks
supplied It,
"'Glve way the Blue Devils shout
ed to the officers of the 165th. We are
retreating. You must come too
NIX yelled the New York Irish
no
step on 'em. Come along with u.s.
Nothing Too Good for VIctOrs.
They stopped the whole retreat
and when our artillery came up to
support them they left a carpet of
dead Germans. Oh, they were cut up
They lost heavily in killed and wound
ed, but they plugged the hole and kept
it plugged. Honest, nothing New York
can do for those fellows will be too
much"
How about the 149th Artillery o.
Davis was asked
"Oh. we just stuck around and
helped out. That's ALL" he returned.
which was entirely characteristic of
the man and the service.
The Sierra's troops were under COM
mand Of Major Harold NJ Hays and
there were IS officers and 1881 men in
the contingent. 1t wouldn't be fair TO
say what officers and what men
pointed out the Rev. Ray +. Jenney, a
chaplain who lives in Decatur, ILL.,. as
being as fine a sample Of fighting
priest as shells ever broke over. Their
talk was, fact or otherwise, that the
chaplain couldn't be kept from going
over the top. and that when he got
started he just forgot all about prayer
books and such and went after the
Boches with hand grenades.
"Oh, boy, he is some scrapper that
dominic" confided a New Yorker who
said he saw Jenney in action. ASK
him about the St. Mihiel drive when
he saw a sergeant fall and took charge
himself of a platoon that just walked
all over the Germans"
He was asked at once, but the re-
suit was disconcerting. Mr.. Jenney
dismissed the topic in a word: "Pine."
Maybe that disposes Of 1t, maybe II
doesn't How is a reporter to know
how to judge when the military col
lides so squarely with the clergy?
Anyway he does bring home as p
trophy a Luger carbine which (as he
doesn't deny) he captured from Ger
man officer.
One of the proudest soldier bows
that ever wore a uniform stepped off
the transport, the same being Major
Napoleon Bonaparte Marshall. He be-
longs to Col, Bill Hayward's regiment.
the old Fifteenth, entirely made up of
negro troops from this city, and the
records of the War Department al