The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1918-11-02
This Bird Answers tc 'North-
more" but Look What p
He Did.
DISAPPOINTED IN THIS WAR
Here OF One Of Hottest Actions OF
War Complains Because ,He
Was Wounded Early in
the Fight.
By &. A. BACHELOR.

Paris.-When they named that BOY
Northmore, fate must have laughed
loudly. It's SO unlike him. The name
does not suggest the deeds this par
ticular NorthmOre has done recently
in France. He should have been
called Mike.
Northmore Hamill is his full name
and he lives in Detroit, Mich, when
he is home. A little over two years
ago he was in the senior class at high
school, a smallish, bashful youngster
with an engaging smile. Now he Is
Private Hamill, United States marine
corps, convalescent from two wounds
one of the many heroes Of one OF the
hottest actions of the war, Il finished
''hard-boiled" soldier.
Private Hamill has been little
disappointed in this war. 1t has some
good points, of course, but he feels
that he was thented because, as he
expresses it, he didn't see much OF
the fight"
Twice wounded and still he didn't
see much of certain fight!
Here is Private Hamilps story as he
told it bashfully, even apologetically
after 1 had given him q cigarette or
a popular brand, q cigarette that has
been hard to get in France:
Northmore Had Hard Luck
Eyes, it was good fight, that lit
tie affair at Belleau Woods. / missed
the best part of it because l had the
rotten luck to be wounded early, but
the rest Of the boys had a busy time.
ave advanced in broad daylight
through wheat field with the Hun
machine gun bullets reapnS the grain
around US as nicely as though it had
been done with q scythe. Then we
got into the woods where they had
plenty of guns and plenty OF cover.
NV platoon was little, in advance OF
the rest of the company, and we had
almost reached the clearing on the
far side of the woods when we ran
into a nest of machine guns.
eve had no hand grenades With us
so all there was to do was to try to
pick off the gunners with our rifles.
"Au Of q sudden, something ex-
ploded right among four of us that
were lying near rock. I felt some
thing like q needle stab in each leg
and knew that I had been hit. Billy,
one of my pals, got q piece OF the
land grenade, for that is what had
gone off, through the steel helmet. 1t
went into his skull and he groaned Il
couple of times and was gone. Two
ether men had been wounded, too
1uaking, four casualties for one m nnSly
little hand grenade. Did you ever
hear of such luck?
1--WE h,u. to use Billy's body as a
kind CT breasr-work, for things were
getting pretty hot about then and the
Eoor Fellow was gone and there was
no use Of the rest of us being ex-
posed.
II could still work my rifle, for the
pieces of metal in my legs weren't
very big and they didn't hurt very
much. Finally all my ammunition was
gene and had to roll Billy over and
use his cartridges. ! hated to do it
it gave me the creeps-but what else
was there to do when I was all out Of
shells?
Navy Man Cool.
"Finally we got orders to fall back
to the advanced dressing station,
which was behind big rock, and the
bullets pinging around and chipping
off pieces of stone all the time. There
was hospital man from the navy
there and he certainly was cool one.
He bandaged us up as calmly as If
there was not such thing as war
going on. 'NN
'sThen another fellow and I started
for the next dressing station where
there was a surgeon and we could
get little better care. The other
sblesseYwa hit in the face and was
so t,.tAdaged up that he couldn't see.
80. couldn't step on my left leg, &C I
guided him and he held me up aah
we got along very well.
"F,nally- we cot back into the little