Deming graphic. (Deming, N.M.) 1903-1948, 1919-04-29

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bandages but my gas mask. | tore II
up and tied the stump Of leg that had
been shot or. The other leg was shat
tered.
Then began crawling, ON hands and
knees. TO dressing station. The
nearest was threc-quarters OF a mile
away. I made the distance in 40 min
utes.
THAT night some one who had seen
me crawling back told my brother l
was still alive, but haven't sen cash
other SINCE
Sergeant Frasier Is a big, handsome
youth of "a, and at the time of his in
jury was splendid physical specimen
weighing 200 pounds. lie has fine blue
eyes and red brown hair, and face
that Is earnest, sincere and game"
He has no kick coming over hi- misfor-
tune, and laughingly refers to his ar
tilcial leg as his good" enc, because
the other, with its missing bones and
torn flesh must always be worn In II
brace.
He expects 10 take an executive
course in mechanical engineering at
Austin.
II could have worked my way
through before the war; he says. "The
only reason It's necessary for the gov
ernmenf TO send me now Is because
am incapacitated."
II will not he easy to reconstruct
Private Theodore Moeller OF Falls
county. He was wounded in the spine
and partial paralysis resulted. He
has been lying in bed for six months.
lie is young chap of %. with blue
eyes ana fair hair.
"The Germans wore breast plates
before we got over. then they began
hollering for back plates, we made
EN- run 50 fast" he brags with Yankee
pep.
1T was ON April -. about IL o'clock
in the morning when we got word the
Huns were coming. Thirteen of us
men ana a corporal were detailed to
carry hand grcnades, rifles, and am
munition up the lines, and to bring
back the wounded on stretchers.
"a little later, wheII we were holding
a line. waiting for relief, three Of us
lit In n shell hole where we felt tenn
porarily safe. our own artillery was
shooting at the Germans with heavy
guns. One shot fell short and hit our
shell hole
1T killed one of the boys. The sec
ond lost his leg. and when he saw II
was shot on he picked IL up and said /:
oh boys. look what happened to me :
Then | felt blood running down my
neck and said. 1T got me, too. 1t hit
my bean. hut II didn't crack it,
started toward him. hut fell forward.
put my hand 10 my back and felt 4
hole in il about the size of n dollar.
Ten minutes later stretcher bearer
got me. / haven't walked since. hut
one thing I'm glad of ! was hit by
one Of our own shells. No Hun bull
let got me"
Corporal Sam Bliss of Houston who
served three years on the border and
went over with the rainbow division
early in the war. was permanently Grip
nied on September II at ST. Mihiel
when shot by n machine gun bullet In
the leg. Two inches Of the bone had to
he removed. making one leg shorter
than the other. He says:
ut was midnight, September II.
when went into the front line under
rain and shell fire. We spent the next
few hours fighting -coOtieS-and try
ing to keep warm.
AT = 30 we went over the top and
advanced two kil0meters, taking the
German front line Tanks had gone
before MS clearing ont machine gun
nests But they missed one pill box
We saw dead Boche hanging over
machine gun, and thought he was the
gunner. So we advanced. But II was
only camounage. The gun opened
up ON us. A bullet hit my leg and
threw ii ont from under me jumped
in shell hole and remained there, In
mud and water, for three hours"
At the base hospitals in France, Ser
geant Bliss said the wounded men
were always cheerful.
"They'd brg about their native
states. and get into great wrangles.
Then they'd try to fight each other.
One chap had both arms shot on. and
shrapnel wounds In his legs. Wed Of
fer him candy, and when he'd open his
mouth for us TO drop 1t in, we'd eat II
ourselves They were always joking.
II wasn't safe TO feel sorry for any OF
the fellows. no matter how mussed up
they were.
zone hoy. who came back ON the ship
with me. was brought over in a basket
Both arms were gone Mt the shoulders