The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1919-05-08
AGONT, ) OF THE WAR.
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a college man. A shell took off both
of his legs. He looked down at his
plight and then up at me and said,
Captain, please give me cigarette.
At college l used to be pretty good at
football, but I'll never be able to
play it again, will I?' / handed him
a cigarette and helped him to light it.
He was moved to the rear and died
almost Immediately"
DR.. Stone declared such instances
we're of every moments occurrence in
the hell of fighting at Chateau
Thierry and scissors. "And the pang
of it all was sometimes this" he
said. "You had hardly learned to
know a fellow intimately and feel
that he was your friend and your
comrade, when, as he fought beside
YOU under the bombs and the high eX-
plosive shells, some hellish thing
would come along and take on MS
head in your very presence-or take
off the top of his head-or tear open
his chest-or tear open his stomach
and scatter his blood and his visera
all over his comrades-or merely
spatter him, as it were, out OF ex-
istence and hang what was LETT or
him upon the twigs of the demolished
trees"
DR.. Stone declared that one of the
widest scenes of destruction hurled
by the second division against the en-
emy came to light one morning fol-
lowing the putting down by the diVl-
sion of ''box barrage" upon the
Germans. "Our artillery put down
the barrage over section of the en-
envy and we filed the inclosed area
with gas,' he said. 'The wreckage
and the terror and horror OF the
scene that followed the removal OF
the box and our advance over the
area beggars any attempt to picture
it. I shall not try"
Sat Soissons,' he said, 'sthe enemy
planes had complete control of the
air, and there's all the difference IN
the world when the enemy has the
air and when you have it. The enc
my control of the air at scissors was
the terror which made our advance
so slow, as compared with other en-
pagements where the air was in the
hands of the allies or where the air
contest was more or less divided. AT
Soissons. the air was alive with Ger
man craft. The allies hadn't so much
as q foothold in the ky there. AS
soon as an allied plane would appear,
a swarm of enemy flyers would
pounce upon it and bring it down.
The enemy flyers dropped their
bombs upon us, and, undisturbed III
the air, they could even fly so close
over our heads as to NOW us down
with the machine guns with which
their aircraft was equipped. l be-
Eeye It was there l experienced the
most hideous, hellish and insidious
feeling that ever consumed my
senses. When a soldier is being fired
at with artillery, he feels that, may
be. he can lie down and the shells
may pass over him; but when they
are coming at him straight down
from the sky, he doesn't know what
to do. There's nothing he can do
except advance if he can, and trust
to luck that, may be, it's not his
tine yet to die. About all one would
see of the things that were after him
. would be little silver streak descend
ing, tearing up our comrades and
scattering their fragments to festoon
the trees
DR.. Stone said sometimes even the
keenest sense of beauty and OF
grandeur was mingled with the scene,
to help, as it were, to relieve the :hor-
ror Of it all. "This was especially
true" ne said, when at Seasons the
second division artillery opened up
against the Germans. 1t was night.
And the ruddy blaze from the big
guns belching out red fire along an
extended front Illuminated the whole
of No Mans Land in kind of wild
ecstacy of light. I can't describe it..
But I shall never be able to forget
the picture of it. In response to our
artillery, the Germans began sending
over their rockets
The flare of the calcium lights, &C
cording to DR.. Stone, glowed upon
the wild waste below, mingled with
the radiance from the cannon mouths
and lent to the whole wild scene a
sort of dramatic glamour that almost
outweighed the sense of struggle, and