The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1919-08-03
This IL the sixth of series of articles
by Sergeant Reid of the illth
Ammunition Train)
BY Emmett Reid.


BY Emmett Reid
Monday proved TO be day of In.
tense effort and considerable excite.
ment.
Southeast of us the Germans We're
launching their oounter.attack on
Grand-Pre and the barrages in the early
morning were terrific.
Al intervals hates" We're being de-
livered over a wide area. The enemy
evidently realized that they We're to lose
their stronghold In the Argonne, and
We're bent on doing as much damage
as possible over u wide area.
German Counter Attack Failed
Their counter attack failed and the
next morning the Americans passed
Grand.Pre, while the French. on their
left, We're pushing up north of Termes.
This news. of course, came to us
In very round about and indefinite
ways, an occasional French or Ameri'
can courier keeping us posted TO a
certain extent. and our observation of
the activities in the air aiding us to
keep posted as TO who was where"
The French artillery, which was To-
Germans considerably and they made
frequent efforts to dislodge it, both by
shell fire and air raids.
Our village endured rather heavy
shell fire all day with considerable dam
age to buildings, but with few casu'
alties.
About daylight one OF our men located
a well of fairly decent water within
court, secured Il bucket and filled it,
and had just passed out through the
stone arched entrance when n high eX-
plosive shell piled arch. house and all
on top of the WELL His only remark
was, IF Ia been three seconds slower
you fellows would have had to do with
out water" Which was right, and I
might add that we would have had to
get along without him, also.
Still Looking for Eats
A courier informed us that a ration
dump had been established some three
miles back, so Hammer and myself and
a private, whose name ! have forgot
ten, started out with our Irish buggy"
In search of more eats. The enemy
guns just wouldn't leave that long
course when we got about half way
up it was just our luck to meet string
of infantry caissons coming down.
Meeting them wasn't so bad but they
proved to be a tempting morsel for
the enemy gunners, so that life ON the
road was uncomfortable and caissons and
drivers, private. corporal, sergeant and
wheelbarrow We're forced to hunt shel.
ter in the ravine to the left.
Soon an observer came over, and he
must have reported that the shells had
blown everything to kingdom come, for
he was unable TO see a trace of any
thing that had been on the road when
the shelling started.
We made it over the hill and to the
ration dump, only to find a couple of
sentres on duty who would not let us
get anything to eat until the sergeant
in charge arrived. He was expected in
within an hour or So 50 we decided to
wait.
A Hard Hearted Sentry
A train of trucks came in bringing
more rations, but no sergeant. In the
slight confusion incident to the unload
ing of the trucks, various and sundry
cans of jam butter, tomatoes and milk
Gad in some unaccountable way g?)
found a hiding place in our wheelbar-
row. but we needed other items such as
bacon, bread, beans, and sugar which
We're not SO easily handled, thus it was
still necessary for us to remain until
the sergeant came or until something
happened"
German Aviator to Lunch
And, presto something did happen.
First it was a French plane, flying low
and with great speed. He passed di-
rectly over our dump and sailed on
over the trees.
Seven Boche planes in close forma-
ton We're after him, but as they ap-
preached our dump their formation
broke and one pointed his nose down
ward and turned his machine gun
loose.
We all dved for safety under the
one remaining truck and the aviator
came so low that we thought he might