Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1919-01-07
back for a little, and they were proud.


that the hard boiled" found in that
hell of hate. The writer continues:
A hurry call was sent to the distant
Y. NJ. C. A.
Can't you do something for these
boys that are being brought in here?'
the officer in charge demanded.
What can we do?"
Something to eat, and smokes
Coffee. A bite and smoke do a
wounded man more good than any
thing else. Do you know some OF
those boys have been out there in that
for two days with nothing to eat but
'hardtack!"
So the "Y" sent it's men and its
trucks; it made coffee, it brought such
fruit as it could; it carried chocolate
bars.
Here you ara sport" said one of
them, coming into the courtyard.
Here's a cup of chocolate"
The boy raised himself painfully on
his elbow and reached for the cup
then he motioned it away.
"I hain't hurt much-and there's
a lot of guys here that's messed bad.
You hain't got enough to go around.
Git busy"
i've got smokes and chocolate for
every man. Go ahead"
Honest? l won't be robbin'none of
them birds?"
Honest"
The bov drank-and was transform
ed. He lay back with cigarette be-
tween his lips. with his eyes closed,
and the expression on his dirty face
was such a reward as few men eve,
earn.
That's livin', he said softly.
One boy was brought in with a
broken leg. 1t had been an accident
and not a wound won in battle. lie
lad got in the way of a motor-truck.
"Jest fix me up out here what you
can." he said.
you get to the hospital, son.
mix. Hospitals for those fellows
that's hurt. l just got busted pin.
You fix me here and leave me here
: 'When you git chance"
Everybody appears to have this
something" This strangeness OF II
.ll-out of screaming, murderous gun
1re, scorching flames, noxious gases
srightful suffering, something better
than they had ever known came to
them. There is utter ignorance OF
self, a thing wonderful to witness. To
continue:
1--WE have got to have a new word
in the language" said a captain-sur
geon. Game won't do. These boys
are something more than game I've
never seen anything like it. / don't
know what it is" Even he. Injured to
suffering and to scenes of blood shed,
wiped his eyes "They're-they're-
why, hang it al. they're something!
Nobody was ever ike them!"
= One man lay icside on mattress
on the floor. His chest was rising
and falling as he struggled for breath.
He's on his way" said the doctor
TO a 'Y" man who was acting as or
derly, nurse. assistant, anything.
The "Y" man went over and touch
ed the boys forehead.
How about it, old man?" ne said.
Kind >of-lonesome' Maybe
yous .could sit" rhere still
y"
The lyman sat down and hand
struggled toward him. He took 1t and
held it in his own, and he whispered
to the boy a moment. Maybe it was
a prayer. Whatever the words, it was
a prayer. The wounded man lay STILL
his hand in the hand of the friend who
had come to him in his last dark mo-
ment-his last glorious moment. he
was giving his utmost for his country.
The "Y" man sat still until the hand
grew limp and lifeless in his own, and
then he moved away to other errands'
for it was a night demanding much
of men.
The COURAGE of the battle-fi field
seems to be n common commodity; buI
the courage to bear pain without
iinching; to realize the approach OF
death without crying out; to reach
moment when you know you must
face life manned without arm, leg, eye
and not to curse with black rage or
cry out with despair-that is anothef
kind of courage. But 1t was there
Not one man had it. but it seemed as
if all those wounded had lit was
not the gameness of the bulldog. IL
was something that had to do with the
soul. It was greatness, it was hne-
ness. it was a thing that compelleo
the watcher to uncover his head ano
stand barred in it's presence.
They were Americans. Perhaps II
WAS their birthright. Most likely II
was n new thing; newly born OF the
dav and the business of the DAY
Whatever it was, whenever and now
ever It came, it was present. This nae
been written with repression, with 9
striving for understatement, with
wish to tell the truth. The thing was
there. They brought it back wltf
them. -,
How are you making it. sport!
Here's a cup of coffee"
"You come around to me afte'
vor've given some to the boys ovei
there. They need it."
That is what was there. IL mas
road something new into the meaning
of the words American soldier. A
the doctor said, some new word mus
be coined to designate it. 1t was oorf
of battle and agony.
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tains, SAYS an Associated Press ais
match from Wilma, Gen. Gaida, at the
head of Czechoslovok and Siberian
forces. virtually destroyed the Bolsh''
vik Third army, from which he tool
81 900 prisoners. Gen. Gaida's troops
ca aptured an armored train IRON
which Nikolai Lenine, the BoisheVli