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150 prisoners, and our squad was de
tached to take them to the rear. This
gave John and myself a chance to get
our first real “souvenirs.”
On rejoining the company we found
them in a dry ravine, resting from the
• morning’s work. At about 5:30 that
afternoon we continued the attack, and
it was then we suffered our greatest
casualties. Our captain was mor
tally wounded, and John was one of
the three who went out under the most
severe shell and machine gun fire and
carried him to the first-aid station,
where he died a few minutes after.
For this act of bravery John, with the
other two men,.was personally cited
for decoration by Major Kaiser, who
was at that time our battalion com
mander. Why he never received that
decoration I do not know. Just one
of the very numerous oases where the
records were lost, I suppose. After
advancing to our objective we were
halted after two-thirds of our com
pany had been killed or wounded. How
John and myself ever pulled through
that without also getting on the cas
ualty list I can never understand. Two
days later we were relieved by the
French and marched to the rear, where
we rested a few days in a small town
called Bouillancy.
About the 28th of July we went
aboard the train, and at the end of that
journey found ourselves in Nancy.
Three or four days later we hiked to
the front again, but this proved to be
a very quiet sector. Our platoon was
stationed in that part of the line which
ran through Pont-a-Mousson, on the
Moselle river.
Being relieved from here on the 10th,
^ we went to .a French camp for a few
days, then started hiking again toward
the front. We marched for twenty
three hours straight, and were almost
at the front again when the orders
were changed, and we took our time
in covering the distance hack to our
starting place. This is known to us
as “the crazy hike in the Champagne.”
We had no more than arrived back of
the lines again when (about the 26th
of October) we boarded trucks at
Suippes and were taken farther down
the line to our right. We were then
in the Meuse-Argonne. After a very
hard hike we bivouacked in a wood,
where we stayed until the attack. John
and I were “bunkies” at that time, as
we had been most of the time before
then; and while we were lying in those
woods he would often talk of the fight
which was coming. He told me then
that he felt “queer” about this drive.
• Of course I scoffed at that, and told
him we would pull through all right;
but at the same time I had to admit
that we couldn not “go to the front
forever” without "them finally “get
ting” us. At times he would seem de
spondent, for he had told me that his
brother had been killed, and he was
t worrying, as he told me himself he
did not v^lnt his mother to lose both
of her boys.
On the night of the 30th of October
we moved up to a more advanced po
sition, staying there the 31st. At dusk
we were on the move again, and about
midnight we relieved a unit of the
42d division, in the front line near
Landres-et-St. Georges. After the
most terrific bombardment in the
world’s history, the artillery having
started the barrage just as it was get
ting light, we were out of our cover
and “over the top” again. Thanks to
our artillery, many of the Bosches’
machine guns had been destroyed, but
there were still enough to prove vei
annoying at times; and a couple of
German batteries were dropping shells
among us; but. our casualties were
not exceptionally heavy. By night we
had advanced something like five kilo
meters; and when ordered to “dig in”
for the night, were on a road which
crossed a small ravine, running in the
direction of the enemy. Our position
that night was as follows: The third
and fourth platoons occupied the up
per end of the ravine on one side of
the road (on the left) and on the right
was the second, then “our” platoon, the
first being on the extreme right. After
digging our customary “fox-holes” for
protection against shell-fire, we turned
in, after posting the usual gas watch,
and spent a very quiet and, under the
circumstances, restful night. The next
morning it was raining, and as we
had advanced farther than any other
units, we were iorcea to remain iaie,
lying in shell-holes all day, waiting for
our right and left to catch up. We
had moved about a kilometer away
from our ravine during the day, but
at night (the night of November 2)
we were marched back to the same
holes where we had spent the previous
night. There we found our holes full
of water, which necessitated consider
able work getting them ready for hab
itation again. About 4:30 the next
morning the order was passed down
the line to pack up and prepare to
move. Most of the fellows were ready
and waiting for “Fall in!” wThen, by
chance, I believe, rather than through
information as to our position, a Ger
man battery began dropping shells—
155s—directly among our platoon. Of
course, everyone started to get on
their packs at once. John had been
sitting on his blanket roll, near me,
and just as he arose a large shell burst
about fifteen or twenty feet away. We
all fell to the ground at once; but in
stead of the shell fragments going
into the air, as is usual, they were
sent out from the explosion, near and
horizontal to the ground. One of these
pieces struck John in his left side,
as nearly as I could ascertain, and
another tore my pack from my back,
but never touched my person.
At the time neither I nor John him
self thought that his wound would
prove fatal, although he was bleeding
badly, and he seemed to be in consid
erable pain. I called two stretcher
bearers for him, and then, after a
word or two, I had to leave; for the
company was already forming for the
attack, and I had to take charge of my
squad. It was not until late in the
day that the stretched bearers re
joined us, with the distressing news
that John, with two other boys who
were hit at the same time, had passed |
to the great beyond. All this happened j
on the 3d day of November, and he!
was hit about 5 a. m. As nearly |is I
could ascertain he lived about three
hours afterward.
After the armistice was signeTi, and |
we were in the army of occupation on
the Rhine, one of the boys who had
been hit at the same time as John
(B. F. Taylor was his name), but not'
fatally, rejoined the company from
the hospital, having recovei-ed from
his wound; and from talking to him
I believe that he was the last person
who knew John to see him, although
he had passed away before Taylor saw
him.
Taylor told me of seeihg John lying
on a stretcher at the first-aid station;
that apparently he had died in peace,
for his face was lit up with a smile—
as though he was only in a deep, peace
ful sleep. He made the supreme sac
rifice, but he died with the knowledge
that his duty to family, friends and
country was done—and unsurpassably.
\ I can testify that when duty called,
and even in exploits beyond the line
of duty, he was ever more than ready
to bear his own share, and someone
else’s if necessary.
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Being relieved from there on August
16, we hiked for three days, ending
up in Sovillier. We stayed here for
a couple of weeks, when we went
• through some rather intensive
training, preparing, as we aft
erward learned, for the St. Mihiel of
fensive.
Leaving here about September 1, we
marched by night and slept by day,
and on the evening of the 11th found
ourselves again in the lines, and the
next morning, following the well
known barrage, which started at 1
a. m., we were chasing Germans again.
This was a very easy drive compared
to Soissons, however, and our com
pany suffered very few casualties.
We were relieved here on the 16th
and marched to Blenad-les-Tard, nar
Toul, where we rested for a few days.
In the latter part of September we
left here, by train again, and debarked
at Chalons-sur-Marne. From there we
hiked to Courtisols, staying there a
few days, then left for the front, where
we arrived on the night of October 1.
This was in the Champagne sector,
and the fight that followed is known
as the capture of Blanc Mont ridge,
and was one of the fiercest battles we
were in. This furnished John and I
some more cause for wonderment
how was it we came through that one
without getting hit! .