The Holly chieftain., 1918-12-19
NC WRITES GOOD
TO DAD
Grandson Of Veteran Nc.
Clashen at Front.
INTERESTING DETAILS OF aIs
ExPERIENoS Over 1HERE"
Tells of Trip Across Atlantis and
His Landing In 8nslsnd-out oi
Luck Crossing English Channel
Has Been In Hospital Also.

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The following letter is from Sgt.
William A. McGlashen, q son Of VIM.
s. McGlashen, and grandson of
Veteran William McGlashen, both
of Holly. The letter was received
last Sunday and will be highly in
teresting to all Hollyites as well as
members of the sergeant's family:
Sgt. William A. McGlashen here
with inserts clipping taken from
one of the headquarters papers
giving the position of his division
during the last drive the Huns at
tempted before the big allied push
was started:
First at ChatteaulThierry. There
is the Third, the first American di
vision to jump into the fight at
Chateau-Thierry, the division that
held the Marne on that historic
July 18th, when the last, German
offensive began and one Of the di.
visions that were longest In the
line, during the Argonne battle.
The commander is Brig. Gen. Pres
ton Brown"
Headquarters Co.. C. o. d., s. O.
s., American Elk. Forces, A. p. o.
726.-Dear Dad: At last l can tell
you some Of nay experiences since
left the old home. We are instruct
ed to write Dad" q letter and ac-
cording to the Stars and Stripes
the censor has father of his own
and is going to let US tell 4 few
things that. would interests q lqtAGE,
So here goes:
First, l must remind you tlnt o.
a writer of letters, l would make .
good little blacksmith, but I can
at least give you some idea Of what
l have seen and felt since coming
over here.
AS you already know was trans
ferred from the old infantry outfit
to casual motor mechanic re9t
ment and when the Third diVSJn
called for casuals to fill up tn Ov-
er-seas service we were sent to the
port of embarkation to Join them.
One of the fellows from old D COM
pany and I were transferred to
Headquarters company Of the Goth
infantry and seven days later we
boarded the transport. AS we were
going up the gang-plank we were
each given q card. I remember my
card read something like this: "YOu
are ordered to wear your life-belt
at all times when not in sleeping
quarters. Life belts will be found
at the head OF each bunk. Your
bunk No. is 746. Mess call No. 3,
ID" deck. Raft No. As. soon found
that my bunk was down ION IF"
deck, the last deck down and right
away I wanted to trade decks with
some soldier who had had some
previous experience at sea but no
such luck. "F'' deck was so far
down that we could get view Of
nothing unless we were hit and
then we had q chance of seeing our
first and last torpedo explosion. The
first day out we started having
life boat drills. The bugler would
sound "fire call" when everyone
was the busiest doing something
to forget that he was one of q par
ty of submarine dodgers and we
and stand roll call. don't know
WHY was hSSlSl1CO " q I0lC ul11CSS
it was because they knew that I
was from Colorado and SO would
not know anything about boats
and as the RATS were covered with
rope, I could ride it better than
ride q boat.
We came over on the Aquatania,
a British ship, manned by British
sailors. We ate English "slum." l
haven't anything to say for the
English "slum" SO l wont say any
thing more about 1t.
There wasn't much excitement on
the ship coming over. Every day
some big recruit would come down
and tell the gang that he had heard
one of the sailors say that the look
out had sighted a Hun submarine.
but the destroyers had sunk it.
The guns fore and aft fired a few
shots but l am sure that it was
target practice.
We landed at Liverpool. England,
Just seven days after we steamed
out of sight of the Statue of Lib
erty and believe me, I sure was
glad to get my foot planted on
good old mother earth again. !
Continued On lass passl