The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1918-07-18
up something horrible.

up something horrible.
Right above me was 8 man from the
Royal Irish rifles. while across FROM
nlln was ScOrcnman.
We had gone about three miles when
I heard the death-rattle in the throat
of the man opposite. He had gone to
rest across the Great Divide. I think
at the time 1 envied him.
The man Of the Royal Irish rifles
had had his left foot blown off, the
jolting Of the ambulance over the
rough road bad loosened up the band
ages on his foot, and had started it
bleeding again. This blood ran down
the side of the stretcher and started
dripping. was lying on my back, too
weak to move, and the dripping of this
. blood got me in my unbandaged right
eye. 1 closed my eye and pretty soon
could not open the !; the blood had
CONCEALED and closed it, as if it were
glued down.
An English girl dressed in khaki was
driving the ambulance, while beside
her on the seat was corporal Of the
r. A. NJ. c., They kept up a running
conversation about Bhghty which al
most wrecked my nerves; pretty
soon from the stretcher above me, the
1rishman became aware of the fact
that the bandage from his foot had be-
come loose; it must have panied him
horribly, because he yelled in loud
voice:
'If you don't stop this bloody death
wagon and fix this d. bandage on
my foot, I will get out and walk
The girl on the seat turned around
and in a sympathetic voice asked,
"Poor fellow, are you very badly
wounded?"
The Irishman, at this question, let
out a howl Of indignation and an
swered, Am I very badly wounded,
what bloody cheek; no, I'm not wound
ed, I've only been kicked by a canary
bird"
The ambulance Immediately stopped
and the corporal came to the rear and
fixed him up, and also washed out my
right eye. 7 was too weak to thank
him, but it was great relief. Then
I must have become unconscious, be-
cause when regained my senses, the
ambulance was at standstill, and my
stretcher was being removed from it.
It was night, lanterns were flashing
here and there, and I could see stretch
er-bearers hurrying to and fro. Then
I was carried into a hospital train.
The inside Of this train looked like
heaven to me, just pure white, and we
met our first Red Cross nurses; we
thought they were angels. And they
were.
Nice little soft hunks and clean,
white sheets.
A Red Cross nurse Sat beside me
during the whole ride which lasted
three hours. She was holding my
wrist; thought had made hit, and
tried to tell her how I got wounded,
but she would put her finger to her lips
and say, Eyes, I knew, but you mustn't
talk now, try TO 60 to sleep, it'll do you
good, doctors ORDERS" Later on I
learned that she was taking my pulse
every few minutes, as was very weak
from the loss of blood and they ex-
pected me to snuff it, but I didn't.
From the train We went into ambu-
lances for short ride to the hospital
ship Panama. Another palace and more
angels. I don't remember the trip
across the channel.
opened my eyes; was being car.
ried on a stretcher through lanes OF
people, some cheering, some waving
flags, and others crying. The flags were
Union Jacks, I was in southampton.
Bligbty at last. My stretcher was
strewn with flowers, cigarettes, and
chocolates. Tears started to run down
my cheek from my good eye. like a
BOBBY was crying. Can you beat it?-
Then into another hospital train, 8
five-hour ride to Paignton, another am
bulance ride, and then I was carried
into Munsey ward Of the American
Women's War hospital and put into 8
real bed.
This real bed was too much for my
unstrung nerves and tainted.
When came to, a pretty Red Gross
nurse was bending over me, bathing
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