The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1918-10-08
GREET YAHKS ON
Way TO FRANCE
Royal Welcome at England's
Greatest Troop Port.
SPIRIT MpREssEs BRITONs
'You Can't Lick Men With That Kind
Of Spirit" Says Old English General
-Fever-strieken Lad Weeps Be-
cause Surgeon Refuses to Let Him
Proceed With His cempany-crowds
See Them Oh.


Proceed With His cempany-crowds
See Them Oh.
More than 100000 American soldiers
during one month passed through a
certain English port en- route from
America to France via England. It's
the greatest troop port in the world.
Since the war began nearly 100000
soldiers Of the allies have gone through
here to battle the Hun in France.
With the port commandant, an old
English general, the correspondent
watched the enbarkation Of 1000 YAM
KEGS here one evening.
They had hiked 13 miles from their
camp through a drizzling rain over
muddy roads carrying 40-pound pack
on their backs. But they reached the
pier shouting and singing with the
military band blariDg "Over There" {"
"Lord, what a wonderful spirit" the
old general smiled. "You can't lick
men with that kind Of spirit"
From All Sections.
from California and other Western
states they came. There were a score
or more American Indians with their
banshee yells mixing IN with the gen.
eral filarity and hubbub Of the
Yanks. Even Chinese in the khaki Of
Uncle Sam were in the lines.
Beside us stood Lieutenant Woods
Of New York, the United States army
embarkation physician, carefully
scrutinizing every man as he filed up
the gangplank. Suddenly he espied
a young lad, pale of face, weak and
scarcely able to wobble up the gang
plank. It developed the lad had a
temperature Of 103 degrees and was
burning up with fever.
Knowing his unit was going to
France, he refused to report sick
that morning and be left behind. So,
in order to go along to France with
his unit for crack at the Boche, he
gameiy made the long hike.
s'Please let me go on" he begged.
'Tve looked forward SO much to- the
time when I'd be in France with my
unit. Now, at the last moment, I don't
want to be separated from them. I'm
only little sick now. TIL be all
right soon. Please let me go"
The lad actually broke down and
wept when Lieutenant Woods refused
and put him in an ambulance for the
camp.
81 just wish the kaiser could see
that kind of spirit" said the old Eng
ish general.
II often get 'em like that" Lieuten-
ant Woods told us. "Our boys are so
darned anxious to get at the Huns
they don't want to let sickness or
anything else stand in the way. Every
blamed one Of 'em thinks he person
ally is going to win the war and
there's no stopping or holding 'em.
Lord, I'm proud Of 'em."
OFF for France.
With the military band blaring and
the boys up on deck waving and
cheering "good-by" the ship slipped out
into the harbor en- route to France.
"Good-by and good luck" waved
the old general. ST hope every
blessed one of them comes back safe;
but it's hell; some OF them won't
ever come back"
AS we turned to leave the docks
we passed hundreds Of other march
ing, singing Yankees, embarking on
other boats. Far down the principal
street of the town the line of march
extended, f1anked on either side By
cheering, fiag-waving crowds-women
and children mostly. Pretty girls
stood along the line Of march grasp
ing the Yankees hands. Some grim
ming lads hung on to them rather
tight and pulled them along several
steps. laughingly protesting.
From All Sections.
This great English seaport town is
ablaze with red, white and blue. From
practically every principal building
futters the American flag. In the
center of the city's largest park is
located an American and British rest
camp, accommodating about 1000.
The camp of about 100 galvanized
iron structures is fanked by pretty
lagoons aid ponds, trees and great
bushes and flower gardens. The
Americans have turned the beauty
spot of the town into a rest camp.