The Southern herald., 1918-10-04
CHAPTER xIl-contInusd.


ground, but during the three weeks
I was In the trenches on the GalllpOli
peninsula we made four grand attacks
and many minor ones, so know In
general way what they are like. Each
wave is organized like the others
First come three lines of what you
might call grenadlers, though they are
not picked for size as the old kings
grenadlers used to be. They are de-
ployed IL, skirmlsh formation, which
means that every nan Is three yards
from the next. They were armed only
with grenades, but, you can take 1t
from me, that is enough! Behind them
come two lines, also in sklrmish for
nation, and armed with machine guns
and grenade rifles. The first men on
, the left carry machine guns, then come
three rife grenadlers, and then anoth-
er machine gun and so on down the
length Of the line After these come
two lines of rifemen with liked bay
onets.
Then come the trench cleaners. or
moppers-up, ms we call them. They
were some gang, believe nee. Imagine
a team Of rugby players spread out In
two llnes-only with hundreds Of men
= on the team instead Of eleven, and
each man q husky, capable Of ham
ding baby grand piano single
handed. These fellows were armed
with everything you could think Of,
and whole lot more that you could
not dream about in a nightmare. It
used to remind me of a trial saw
In New York once, where the police
had ralded yeggmen's flop and had
u al their weapons in the courtroom as
exhibits.
The moppers-up were heeled with
sticks, clubs, shillelahs, black-jacks,
two-handed cleavers, axes, trench
knives, poniards, up-to-date toma-
hawks, brass knuckles, slung shots
anything that was ever invented for
crashing a man with, l guess, except
firearms. These knock-down, drag-out
fists follow the rlfiemen very closely.
Their job was to take care of all the
n Turks who could not escape and would
not surrender.
There are lots Of men IL any army
who will not surrender, but l think
probably there were more Turks OF
that gameness than men in most other
armies. l have heard that IL is a part
of their religion that a man, If he
dies fighting, goes to very specially
fancy heaven, with plenty to eat and
smoke. And l suppose If he surren
dsrs they believe he will be put In
the black gang, stokiug for eternity
y down below. 1t was awfully hot at tbs
Dardanelles and l guess the Turks
n did not want 1t any hotter, for very
u few Of them ever surrendered, and tht
trench cleaners hao q lot to do. Theil
Y Job is really important, for 1t is danger
Gus to have groups of the enemy allvt
and kicking around In their trenches
after you have passed. Almost ever!
prisoner we took was wounded.
The one thing do not like to hav'
people ask me Is, "How does 1t feel Il
kill a MANI" and think the othe
? boys feel the same way about 1t. l
is not a thing you like to talk abou
or think about either. But this time
at "V" beach, when we got past tn
first and second Turk trenches ant
were at work on the~third, do no
mind saying that was glad wheneve
l slipped my bayonet into Turk an,
more glad when 1 saw another on
coming. l guess saw red all right
Each time I thought, Maybe you ar
the one who did poor old Murray.
= And l could see Murray as he locke
when they took him down from tn
storehouse wall. Then [ would site
another one.
The others from. the Cassard wer
red-hOt, too, and they went at tn
Turks in great style. There wa
nothing to complain about in the wa
they fought, but wished that we ha
had few more boys from the Foreig
Legion with us. think we would hav
gone clear on through to Constant
nople.
But the Turks were not as bad q
Fritz. They were just as good or be-
ter as fighters, and whole lot white
Often, when we were frying in tn
trenches and not q drop of water wa
to be had, something would land o
the ground near us and there would b
water bottle, full. Sometimes the
almost bombarded us with bottle
Then, too, they would not fire on tn
Red Cross, as the Germans do; the
would hold their fire many times whe
we were out picking up our wOunde'
Several times they dragged our wount
sd as close as they could to the barbe