The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1918-07-15

'Don't you want drink of wRterf''
His hand was over the sore spot in his
lungs. "Are you III painY
"N0. You know what those Boches
dc, don't you2' That is just about as
much Of the personal in conversation
you win ever get ont Of any Of them.
He continued with his narrative. "Of
course you're not supposed to shoot
when you see Red Cross on mans
arm aud he is bearing stretcher.
Well, we saw lot Of them one day
and let up until all OF q sudden Il oe-
CURED 10 one of lis that those stretch
efs had awful queer shapes One or
our boys just took the tip Of his bayo-
net and tipped back the gray BLANKET
covering it, There was a wh0teimOun-
Tain of cartridges. We uncovered an
other and what do you think showed
up? A machine gun
"Ihose were regular soldiers but
gou ought to have seen them take TO
their heels in the scrap that followed.
We used to say at home that my little
sister would cry II you pointed your
finger at her. Wen, let ne tell you,
those Germans will fly if you point It
bayonet at them. II was machine
gun that got me over In the woods
under cover. We were going over the
top"
No Need Of Brandy There.
"Did they give you brandy before
you started?"
The boys eyes opened in surprise.
Tie Germans give their men ether be-
fore they send them out into the open
mo Americans don't seem TO want
Yon don't feel afraid when
the time comes. Americans haven't
sense enough to be afraid" grined ii
man who lay SO fiat and heavy and
lifeless on his cot that he had not Mt
tracted atsention before.
One of his companions whispered to
me That this was AlYa Ketchum Of
Tennessee, and that he was something
of a hero.
"Where are you woundedY de-
"In the back" he answered. 81 got
the bayonet in the back / was taken
prisoner and | went along with them
for a ways and then l figured it that
I'd rather be dead than prisoner to
those people, SO ! started scrap. !
lidn't have anything but my hands
but | knocked two Of them down. Then
The third stuck the bayonet into me"
That was all he volunteered about him
self
John Mater was an engineer from
Rochester, N. Y, who had fought out
n the open and had gone over the
op, he said, and 1t was very unusual
hat one in his branch of the service
lid so. He was complaining that he
lad never been in bed for a day be-
ore, and he simply could not stand 1t.
His wound was in his arm.
ooh, well" I said, they'll let you be
Up in a day or two, and they will send |
'ou home presently Your cOntribu-
ion to your country is made"
'Don't tell me thing like that. At |
his time home would he nice place
That is the spirit of all of them.
All Eager to Get Back
Presently ] moved to a different !
Iuarter in the corridor and a boy from
south Dakota beckoned me. Confiden
tally, he was worried about his leg. /
4e feared 1t would have to 90, and If /
t did he would never reach the front
gain.
His neighbor wanted me to write a
etter for him. His name was Mike
sullivan and he lived in Wyoming. He I
wanted his father and mother told
hat their letter TO him had come,
ut he had not been able to read 1t
ecauSe it was handed to him before
aylight just previous to his starting
or the attack, and just little after
aylieht he was wounded and the let
er got blotted with his blood
But they were not to worry for 1t
'as nothing and he would be back at
,ork in a few days. Back at work
leant his job in the trenches and
OF tending cattle in Wyoming.