The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1918-09-10

boys who are being brought in here"
the officer In charge demanded.
@What can we dor
Something to eat and smoke. CoS.
fee. A bite and a smoke do wound
ed man more good than anything else.
Do you know, some OF those boys have
been out there In that for two days
with nothing to eat but hardtack"
So the 7 sent it's men and it's trucks;
It made coffee, it brought such fruit
rs 1t could: it carried chocolate bars.
"Here You are. SPORT" said one Of
them, coming into the courtyard.
sHere's n cup OF chocolate"
The boy raised himself painfully
on his elbow and reached for the cup
then he motiened it away.
ST hain't hurt much-and there's
lot Of guys here that's messed bad.
You hair't got enough TO go around.
Git busy"
aT've got smokes and hot chocolate
for every man. Go ahead"
"Honeste WON'T be robbin' none
Of them bfrdsf"
Honest ~
The boy drank-and was transform
ed.
sThat's iivfn,," he said softly.
One boy was brought liz with
broken leg. Il had been an accident
and mot wound won in battle. He
had got I'm the way Of motor
truck.
@Jest fix me up cat here what you
ean," he said.
@You go to the hospital, son."
INK. Hospitals for those fellows
that's hurt. just got a busted pin.
You fix me here and leave me here
When you git a chance"
Language Needs New Word.
Somewhere, some time, they had all
rot this thing. It had come to
them out Of the Aama and crash OF
battle: It had been carried to them
On clouds Of soaring, noxiOus gas; II
had awakened in them through suffer
ing and through The sight Of suffering.
They were the same, yet they were
not the same. They were not gentle,
yet one fancied he could detect a gen.
feness IN their voices. But out or
fine battle and the suffering, something
better than they had ever known came
to then. There was utter ignoring OF
self, ard 1t was q thing wonderful 20
Witness.
"We've got to have new word In
tae language" said captain-surgeon.
~Game won't do. These boys are some
thing more than game. I've never seen
anything Hike 1t. I don't know what
ii isl Even ne, Injured to suffering
and to scenes of bloodshed, wiped his
eyes. "They're-they're-why, damn
IT all. they're something! Nobody
was ever like them"
One boy lay inside on mattress
On the floor. His chest was rising
and falling as he struggled for breath
@Hess on his way" said the doctor
TO q Y man who was acting as orderly,
nurse, assistant, anything.
The Y man went over and touched
the boys forehead.
"How about it, old manY' he said.
~Kind af-lonesome Maybe
you could sit here
iii -. ~
The Y man sat down and hand
Struggled toward him. He took 1t
srsi held 1t in his own, and he whis-
pered to the boy moment. Maybe
IL zTas prayer. Whatever the words,
f wss prayer. The wounded man
rnv stin, hfs hand in the hand Of the
friend who had come to him In his
last dark moment--hfs last glorious
moment.
Another Kind Of Courage.
The courage Of the battlefield seems
to be a COMMON commodity; but the
courage to bear pain without finching;
10 realize the approach Of death with
cut crying out; to reach moment
when you know you must face life
MANNED, without arm, leg, eye-and
rot to curse with black rage or cry
out with despair-that is another kind
Of courage. But It was there. Not
one man had 1t, but it seemed as IL
all those wounded had tit was not
fine gameness of the bulldog. It was
something that had to do with the
SOUL It was greatness, it was fine
ness, IT was a thing that compelled
the watcher to uncover his head and
stand barred In it's presence.
They were Americans. Perhaps .s
was their bfrthright. More likely Il
was new thing; newly born Of the
day and the business Of the day. What
ever it was, whenever and however ,
It came, it was present. This has
been written with repression, with
striving for understatement, with
wish to tell the truth. The thing was
there They brought 1t back with
them.
"Bow are you making it, sport?
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