Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1918-10-11
This Bird Answers to North
more" but Look What
He Did.
DISAPPOINTED IN THIS WAR
Here of One of Hottest Actions Of
War Complains Because He
Was Wounded Early in
the Fight.
BY e. A. BACHELOR.

PariS.-When they named that boy
NorthmOre, fate must have laughed
loudly. It's so unlike him. The name
does not suggest the deeds this par
ticular NorthmOre has done recently
in France. He should have been
called Mike.
Northmore Hamill is his full name
and he lives in Detroit, Mich, when
he is home. A little over two years
ago he was In the senior class at high
school, smallish, bashful yOungster
with an engaging smile. Now he Is
Private Hamill, United States marine
corps, cOnvalescent from two wounds,
one of the many heroes of one of the
hottest actions of the war, finished
'hard-boiled" soldier.
Private Hamill has been a little
disappointed In this war. 1t has some
good points, of course, but he feels
that he was cheated because, as he
expresses it, he didn't see much OF
the fight"
Twice wounded and still he didn't
see much of certain fight!
Here is Private Hamill's story as he
told it bashfully, even apologetically
after I had given him a cigarette Nos
1 popular brand, cigarette that mas
been hard to get in France:
Northmore Had Hard Luck.
eyes, it wa: a good fight, that III
tie affair at Belleau Woods. l missed
the best part of it because I had the
rotten luck to be wounded early, but
the rest of the boys had busy time.
"We advanced in broad daylight
through a wheat field with the Hun
machine gun bullets reaping the grain
around us as nicely as though it had
been done with scythe. Then we
got into the woods where they had
plenty of guns and plenty Of cover.
My platoon was little in advance or
the rest of the company, and we had
almost reached the clearing on the
far side of the woods when we ran
into nest of machine guns.
1--WE had no hand grenades with us
so all there was to do was to try to
pick off the gunners with our rifles.
Gall of sudden, something eX-
ploded right among four of us that
were lying near a rock. / felt some
thing like q needle stab in each leg
and knew that had been hit. Billy,
one of my pals, got piece of the
ffnd grenade, for hat is what had
gone off, through the steel helmet. 1t
l.. r,ly hn n6 a
couple of times and was gone. Two
ether men had been wounded, too.
making four casualties for one m Easily
little hand grenade. Did you ever
hear of such luck?
eve had to use Billy's body as a
kind of breast-wOrk, for things were
getting pretty hot about then and the
Eoor fellow was gone and there was
no use of the rest of us being ex-
posed.
II could still work my rifle, for the
pieces of metal in my legs weren't
very big and they didn't hurt very
s1uch. Finally all my ammunition was
acne and I had to roll Billy over and
Use his cartridges. / hated to do it
Il gave me the creepS-but what else
was there to do when 1 was all out of
shells?
Navy Man Cool.
FINALLY we got orders to fall back
to the advanced dressing station.
which was behind big rock. and the
bullets pinging around and chipping
off pieces of stone all the time. There
was a hospital man from the navy
there and he certainly was a cool one.
He bandaged us up as calmly as if
there was not such a thing as a war
going on.
"Then another fellow and l started