The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1918-06-13
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By An American Soldier
Who Went
ARTHUR GUY EMPEY
Maehiae Gunne, Serpfns IN Francs
tCopyrIght, 1917. By Arthur Guy nmpsy,
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Statue of Liberty" upon hearing this
she started jumping up and down,
clapping her hands, and calling out to
three nurses across the ward:
"Come here, girls-at last we have
got a real live Yankee with u.s."
They came over and besieged me
with questions, until the doctor ar
rived. Upon learning that / vas an
American he almost crushed my hand
in his grip of welcome. They also
were Americans, and were glad to see
me.
The doctor very tenderly removed
my bandages and told me, after view
take me to the operating theater i'm
mediately. Personally l didn't care
what was done with me.
In a few minutes, four orderlles who
looked like undertakers dressed In
white, brought a stretcher to my bed
and placing me on 1t carried me out of
the ward, across a courtyard to the
operating room or pictures" as Tom
my calls it.
/ don't remember having the anes-
thestic applied.
When l came TO / was again lying in
a bed in Munsey ward. One of the
nurses had draped a large American
flag over the head of the bed. and
clasped in my hand was a smaller flag,
and 1t made me feel good all over to
again see the STARS and Stripes"
At that time l wondered when the
boys in the trenches would see the
emblem Of the "land of the free and
the home Of the brave" beside them.
doing its bit In this great war of civil
liZation.
My wounds were very painful, and
several times at night l would dream
that myriads of khaki-clothed figures
would pass my bed and each would
stop, bend over me. and whisper. 1.-THE
best of luck, mate"
Soaked with Precipitation I would
awake with a cry, and the night nurse
would come over and hold my hand.
This awakening got to be a habit with
me until that particular nurse was
transferred to another ward.
In three weeks time, owing to the
careful treatment received, / was able
to sit up and get my bearings. Our
ward contained s%eventy-ive patients,
90 per cent of which were surgical
cases. At the head of each bed hung
a temperature chart and diagnosis
sheet. Across this sheet would be
written &c. s. w" or as. w." the for
mer meaning gun shot wound and the
latter shell wound. The rs. W." pre-
dominated. especially among the Royal
Field artillery and Royal engineers.
About forty different regiments were
represented, and many arguments en-
sued as TO the respective fighting abil-
ity of each regiment. The rivalry was
wonderful. A Jock arguing with an
Irishman, then a strong Cockney ac-
cent would butt in in favor of q Lon
don regiment. Before long a Welsh
man, followed by a member of a York
shire regiment. and, perhaps, a Cana
dian intrude themselves and the argu-
ment wakes loud and furious. The
patients In the beds start bowling for
them to settle their dispute outside
and the ward is In al uproar. The
head sister comes along and with a
wave of the hand completely routs the
doughty warriors and again silence
reigns supreme.
chocolates. Tears started to run down
my cheek from my good eye. l like a
BOBBY was crying. Can you beat it?-
Then into another hospital train, a
ive-hour ride to Paignton, another am
bulance ride, and hen / was carried
into Munsey ward of the American
Women's War hospital and put into a
real bed.
This real bed was too much for my
unstrung nerves and I tainted.
When / came to, a pretty Red Cross
nurse was bending over me, bathing
my forehead with cold water, then she
left and the ward orderly placed u
screen around my bed, and gave me a
much-needed bath and clean pajamas.
Then the screen was removed and a
bowl of steamlng soup was given me.
1t tasted delicious.
Before finishing my soup the nurse
came back to ASA me my name and
number. She put this information down
In a little book and then asked:
Ito Be Continued)