Norwich bulletin., 1918-03-08
OVER THE ARTHUR GuY .za
 

and in sympathetic voice asked. Poor fellow, are you very badly wounded ?"
 The Irishman, at this question. let out a howl of indignation and an swered Ann 1 very badly wounded. what bloody cheek; no. I'm not wounded, I've only been kicked bg canary bird"
 The ambulance immediately stop ped, and the corporal came to the rear and hxed him up, and also washed out my right eye. I was too weak to thank him. but it was a great relief Then I must have became unconscious. because when l resained my senses. the ambulance was at standstiil, and my stretcher was being removed from it.
 It was night lanterns were flashing here and there and 1 could see stretcaee bearers hurTying to and fro. Then l was carried into hospital train.
 The inside Of this train looked like heaven to me just pure white, and we met our first Red Cross nurse; we | thought they were angels. And they were
 l Nice little soft hunks and clean, white sheets.
 A Red Cross nurse sat beside me 1 during the whole ride which lasted ! three hours. She was holding my wrist; I thought had made hft- and tried to tell her how I got wounded. but she would put her fnger to her lips and say Yes, I know, but you mustn't talk now, try to go to sleep, 1 it'll do ydu good doctors -ordersii i Later on l learned that she was talk ing my pulse every few minutes, as 1 l was very weak from the loss of blood and they expected me to snuff it. bsst l didn't.
 From the train we went into an- balances for a snort ride to the hos- pitaI ship Panama. Another palace and more angels. I dont remember the trip across the Channel.
 1 opened my eyes; was hsfng car : ried on a stretcaler through lanes of people. some cheering, some waving
 flags and others. crying. The flags } were Union Jacks, I was in SouthaMp l ton Eighty at last. My sffetchef
 was strewn with flowers, cigarettes and chocolates. Tears started to run
 down my cheek from my good eye , l like booby was crying; can yos beat 1t?
 l Then into another hospital train a ) five hour ride to Paigntop, another am
 bulanee ride, and then I was carried
 into Munsey Ward of tine American
 Women's War Hospital and put into
 a real bed
 This real bed was too much for ms
 unstrung nerves and l tainted.
 When 1 came to. 8 pretty Red Cros'
 nurse was bending over me, bathing my forehead with cold water, thel
 she left and the ward orderly place<
 a screen around my bed. and gave m'
 a much needed bath and clean pa jamas. Then the screen WIS removed 1 and a bowl of steaInfng soupswas givei
 me It tasted delicious.
 Before finishing my soup the Rurs l came back to ask me nay name ant number. She put this information |. down in little book and then asked
 Where do you come frour an = swered:
 2 From the big town behind the Sta
 tue of Liberty; upon hearing this sh
 started jumping up and down. clap
 ping her hands, and calling out
 three nurses across the ward:
 Come here, gir1a-at lal& we hay al got a real live Yankee with uz." l-1 They came over and besfeged n h1 with questions, until the doctor al l. rived Upon learning that I was a
 American be almost crusbed my han ,e in his grip of welcome They als -e were Americans. and were glad l. see me.
 ss To Be Continued .Tosnerro~.