Some Stories from the Trenches.
JtOYAL SCOT'S GALiLANTRY
It appears that Private D. Hill, of t])t 2nd Battalion Royal Scots, -who has been mentioned in dispatches, observed something moving three hundred yards iu front of the trench. He asked two or three men to volunteer and go with him. As officer, whose name is not stated, said he would go with him. The pair set out, taking advantage of the cover available, and discovered that the object was a wounded British soldier. They euoceeded between them in carrying the man in, but not long afterward* he died. They went out again, .end they had almost reached a second nan when the officer was shot through both legs, and Hill had to He near him for nearly t.wo hours With the Germans only 20 yards away. Hill, although liable erery minute to be shot carried hie officer bade to taftfty. : ; ~. "ifeiMßN -W/L FINISH THE ' v e WAR." _... .''We,ha**.run against many Germans who were ready enough to surrender," remarked Private Jupp, of the Dragoon Guards. "Men came in and •aid very rude things of the Kaiser. Thej" told Uβ' tliey were 'fed up' with the war. . One day early in the year we took 400 prisoners, and so relieved wero they to be out of the fighting that they offered tie anything they had as souvenira—watches, Belmets, swords, bayonets, and all sorts of odds and end*. "We who are at the front won't finish the war," tHey said, "but our wives will." A "LISTENING PATROL" , TRAGEDY. Two of the wounded soldiers undergoing treatment at Dalmen, who belong to the 9th Highland Light Infantry (Glasgow Highlanders), told a Pressman that an important part of th« battalion'* work during recent months has been the erection of breastworks. The men confess it is a weird business, this digging away in the darkness, filling the sandbags, often mechanically, and placing them in position. In their work they have the assistance of Belgian refugees as well as Trench natives, who get well paid for the work. Firing on such occasions, even in retaliation, is forbidden, and when the searchlight or the magnesium flares begin to play the men have to "iop down." and lie still until the danger is past. The most nerve-trying work of all for most men, however, is the "listening patrol." When darkness falls men are sent out, and crawl towards the enemy's lines, merely to lie and listen and give information of any sifrprise •ttaok or eimilar move.. When the (Knenvy is engaged on the same business th# risks are obviously great.
Q«e sergeant of the Glasgow Highlander* took two men along with him eue night, posting one here and another there, and going on alone. He «JM net return at dawn, and lie was H*t to be eeen during tne day, But a*zt night, alter an anxious search, eM of the officers discovered his dead fcody close to the enemy's entanglements.
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Horowhenua Chronicle, 4 May 1915, Page 3
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489Some Stories from the Trenches. Horowhenua Chronicle, 4 May 1915, Page 3
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