[By Ex-Yeoman.] LONDON, December 4. —A War Romance. — . Warfare brings out many strango_ happenings, the following - incident being a case in point:—A number of German prisoners were sitting round a camp fire with their Russian captors, when one of the former started to speak Russian. Tins created some surprise, and on being questioned the prisoner said he was a Polo, and that he had a brother serving in the Russian artillery. On being asked to give. Iris name, tho Russians exclaimed: “Why, he is with us !” and the brothers wore soon brought together. This strange meeting is only one of many already related during the present campaign. Quite recently one of the English line regiments relieved another regiment from India, in each of which two brothers were serving who had not mot for six years. As the newcomers drew near the position a voice rang out asking if Sergeant So-and-so was there. Yes, came the reply, and the brothers wore able to exchange greetings. —Kindly Thoughts.—
The many kindly girls and women who knit sqcks. etc., for the troops at the front may hardly realise how a few kind words attached adds to tho pleasure of the lucky recipient. A certain captain recently sent a letter to a Liverpool lady, who had pinned a little letter of pood cheer to a pair of socks she had provided. The captain said he had handed them to a soldier in his battery who desired him to write expressing his thanks. In his letter the captain remarked ; “ When we got a present of socks or scarf we more vividly see the hands of those who held the needles, and our resolve deepens to keep the unfaithful, blasphemous savage we are fighting away from tho island we love. Some day, when all this is over, you will understand more clearly this letter, written amongst the thunder of the bursting shells. Meanwhile, wo are grateful for vour kindness, and ask you to pray for ns.” One can well appreciate how the soldier’s thoughts turn to his women folk at times, and his stern resolve to save them the horrors experienced by many Belgians. —Marksmen.— The value of good shooting D _ often shown in tho duels constantly going on between rival snipers. Tha_ ‘ Daily Telegraph ’ prints an incident feinted hy a wounded Connaught Ranger, now in Salop Infirmary, which is interesting. Ho said he spotted a sniper through a pair of glasses, who was about 300 yds away. Ho was sitting in a low tree with a comrade on the ground serving him with ammunition. Private Woods, the crack of tho company, said: “Let me have him. T will take the one on the ground first.” Waiting his chance, he fired, and got tho man on the ground first shot, and fetched the other out of the 'tree with his second shot, which was the end of this particular sniper. A similar incident is related by a sergeant of one of the line regiments. Spotting a sniper, lie instructed one of his men to keep firing in the German’s direction without exposing more than his hands above the trench. Mean while ho made a detour and got behind the sniper. In a little wh.ig he saw a heap of leaves move, and made out a Gorman taking aim. The sergeant got in his shot at once, and made a bull, for on examination he found his bullet had entered at the back and come out of thi chest of his man. The sergeant added that his success testified to the value of big game shooting, as his captain had . often ta"ken tiim \vll "ii Vivm wV.ca-i looUvacc for sport in India, and sometimes given him a chance at black buck, etc.
la a war such as is now going on it is very natural to find the wounded meeting with quite different treatment. For instance, a Third Army Corps surgeon relates that a London Scottish doctor was hnvoneted whilst ho was dressing tho wounded and wearing the red cross. That a surgeon should bo killed by shell or rifle fire, ono can understand, but to bayonet a doctor is a form of Gorman knlturEnglishmen do not wish to adopt. The same surgeon relates a case of a cavalryman who was rescued after being a prisoner for n few hours. The Germans tied him up, kicked and beat him, spat in his face, and generally abused him, the poor fellow being black and blue with bruises when he escaped. Another lowdown trick was that of a party of Germans who. being hard pressed, told a. few prisoners they could go. Overjoyed,_ the soldiers started for the British lines, but they had only gone a few yards when their captors started to take pot shots at Giem, and several were hit It is pleasing to know all the Germans are not so unsportsmanlike, an officer of tho Cheshire Regiment being authority for the statement that some of their wounded were loft out all night without food, and that the Gormans came and fqd them, which was jolly good, considering they were short ot rations themselves. —Fighting Triplets.— A Mrs Jones, of Stamford Hill, London, gave birth to triplets in 1895, and subsequently they were presented to the late King Edward at a fete held in tho Royal Botanic Gardens. Growing to manhood, they joined the. Army, and all three are now serving. A fourth son has lately returned from Canada and joined the Array, so that this particular family of Jones is doing well. —A Young Sport.— The fund for the Belgian refugees is swelled by all sorts of contributions, _ the following being am instance of a little boy’s thoughtfulness. This is what he wrote when sending a donation I am a little English boy living in Switzerland, and have heard about the poor Belgians. I wanted to send them something, so when the snow came I mads a large run in our garden, and sold some tickets to my friends, and am so pleased to send 18s to your fund. lam only eight years of age. —From yours truly, Cecil Walter.” The ‘ Daily Telegraph ’ publishes hundreds of similar letters, and this war has certainly made children more thoughtful-of others, a. notable example being the shipload of presents sent by American children to. the. children of tho soldiers and fighting in tho war, •a - - •.
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WAR NOTES, Evening Star, Issue 15702, 16 January 1915