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OVER THE TOP. (Continued from page 2, column 4.) nay forehead with cold water, then she left and the ward orderly placed a screen around my bed, and gave me a much-needed bath and clean pajamas. Then the screen was moved and a bowl of steaming soup was given me. It tasted delicious. Before finishing my soup the nurse came back to ask me my name and number. She put this information down in a little book and then asked: mutiiam rtr\ ttati nnma TPntnf 3 HD" ' TT"~? ? ? I twered: "From the big town behind the Statue of Liberty;" upon hearing this Ishe started jumping up and down, clapping her hands, and calling out to i three nurses across the ward: r "Come here, girls?at last we have got a real live Yankee with us." They came over and besieged me with questions, until the doctor ari rived. Upon learning that I was an 'American he almost crushed my hand | In his grip of welcome. They also | were Americans, and were glad to see |me. The doctor very tenderly removed ?my bandages and told me, after vlew[ing my wounds, that he would have to Ttake me to the operating theater imfmediately. Personally I didn't care [what was done with me. ! In a few minntes, four orderlies who looked like undertakers dressed in white, brought a stretcher to my bed and placing me on it carried me out of the ward, across a courtyard to the operating room or "pictures," as Tommy calls it i I don't remember having the anesthestic applied. When I came to I was again lying in t a bed in Munsey ward. One of the j nurses had draped a large American iflag over the head of the bed, and j clasped in my hand was a smaller flag, jand it made me feel good all over to : again see the "Stars and Stripes." At that time I wondered when the | boys in the trenches would see the emblem of the "land of the free and r the home of the brave" beside them, doing its bit in this great war of civilization. My wounds were very painful, *nvf several times at night I would dream that myriads of khaki-clothed figures would pass my bed and each would : stop, bend over me, and whisper, "The ;best of luck, mate." Soaked with perspiration I would awake with a cry, and the night nurse would come over and hold my hand. This awakening got to be a habit with me fcntil that particular nurse was transferred to another ward. In ;hree weeks' time, owing to the careful treatment received, I was able to sit up and get my bearings. Our ward contained seventy-five patients, 90 per cent of which were surgical cases. At the head of each bed hung a temperature chart and diagnosis sheet Across this sheet would be written "G. S. W." or "S. W.," the former meaning gun shot wound and the' latter shell wound. The "S. W." predominated, especially among the Royal Field artillery and Royal engineers. About forty different 1 .giments were represented, and many arguments ensued as to the respective fighting ability of each regiment The rivalry was wonderful. A Jock arguing with an Irishman, then a strong Cockney accent would butt in in favor of a London regiment. Before long a Welshman, followed by a member of a Yorkshire regiment, and, perhaps, a Canadian intrude themselves and the argument waxes loud and furious. The patients in the beds start howling for them to settle their dispute outside fcnd the ward is in an uproar. The head sister comes along and with a Wave of-the hand completely routs the doughty warriors and again silence reigns supreme. Wednesday and Sunday of eaen ween were visiting days and were looked forward to by the men, because they meant parcels containing fruit, sweets or fags. When a patient had a regular visitor, he was generally kept well supplied with these delicacies. Great Jealousy is shown among the men as to their visitors and many word wars ensue after the visitors leave. When a man is sent to a convalescent home, he generally turns over his Steady visitor to the man in the next bed. Most visitors have autograph albums and bore Tommy to death by asking him to write thev particulars of his wounding in same. Several Tommies try to duck this unpleasant job by telling the visitors that they cannot write, but this never phases the owner of the album; he or she, generally she, offers | to write it for them and Tommy is 1 stung into telling his experiences. The questions asked Tommy by visitors would make a clever joke book ;to a military man. ; Some kindly looking old lady will atop at your bed and in a sympathetic voice, address y^u: "Yon poor boy, wounded by those terrible Germans. Ton must be suffering frightful pain. A bullet did you say? Well, tell me, I have always wanted to know, did it :hurt worse going in or coming out?" Tommy generally replies that he did not stop to figure it out when he was ihit One very nice-looking, overenthusi:astic young thing, stopped at my bed jand asked, "What wounded you in the face?" In a polite but bored tone I answered, "A rifle bullet." ; With a look of disdain she passed ;to the next bed, first ejaculating, "Oh! ;Only a bullet? I thought it was a [shell." Why she should think a shell wound was more of a distinction beats | me. I (Jon't see a whole lot of differ ence myself. ! The American Women's War hospital was a heaven for wounded men. 'They were allowed every privilege dosI v siDie conducive with the rules and rcaj-1 tary discipline. The only fault was that the men's Dasses were restricted, j xo get a pass required an act of parliament. Tommy tried many tricks to get out but the commandant, an old i Boer war officer, was wise to them all, i and it took a new and clever ruse to! make him affix his signature to the | coveted slip of paper. As soon as it would get dark many a patient climbed over the wall and went j "on his own," regardless of many signs ! faring him in the face, "Out of bounds j for patients." Generally the nurses were looking the other way when one of these night raids started. I hope j this information will get none of them ! into trouble, but I cannot resist the temptation to let the commandant know that occasionally we put it over on him. One afternoon I received a note, through our underground channel, from my female visitor, asking me to attend a party at her house that night. I answered that she could expect me and to meet me at a certain place on the road well known by all patients, and some visitors, as "over the wall." I told her I would be on hand at seventhirty. About seven-fifteen I sneaked my overcoat and cap out of the ward and hid it in the bushes. Then I told the nurse, a particular friend of mine, that I was going for a walk in the rose garden. She winked and I knew that everything was all right on her end. Going out of the ward, I slipped into the bushes and made for the wall. It was dark as pitch and I was groping through the underbrush, when suddenly I stepped into space and felt myself rushing downward, a horrible bump, and blackness. When I came to my wounded shoulder was hurting horribly. I was lying against a circular wall of bricks, dripping with moisture, and far away I could hear the trickling of water. I had in the darkness fallen into an old disused well. But why wasn't I wet? According to all rules I should have been frowned. Perhaps I was and didn't know it. As the shock of my sudden stop gradually wore off it came to me that I was lying on a ledge and that the least "movement on my part would precipitate me to the bottom of the well. I struck a match. In its faint glare I saw that I was lying in a circular hole about twelve feet deep?the well had been filled in! The dripping I had , heard came fromfe water pipe over on my right. With my wounded shoulder it was impossible to shinny up the pipe. I could not yell for help, because the rescuer would want to know how the accident happened, and I would be haled before the commandant on charges. I just had to grin and bear it, with the forlorn hope that one of the returning night raiders would pass and I could give him our usual signal of "siss-s-s-s," which would bring him to the rescue. Every half-hour .1 could hear the clock in the village strike, each stroke bringing forth a muffled volley of curses on the man who had dug the well. After two hours I heard two men talking in low voices. I recognized Corporal Cook, an ardent "night raider." He heard my "siss-s-s-s" and came to the edge of the hole. I explained my predicament and amid a lot of impertinent remarks, which at the time I did not reseht, I was soon iisnea out Taking off onr boots, we sneaked into the ward. I was sitting on my bed in the dark, ju9t starting to undress, when the man next to me, "Ginger" Phillips, whispered, " 'Op it, Yank, 'ere comes the matron." I immediately got under the covers and feigned sleep. The matron stood talking in low tones to the night nurse and I fell asleep. When I awoke in th? morning the night sister, an American, was bending over me. An awful sight met my eyes. The coverlet on the bed and the sheets were a mass of mud and green slime. She was a good sport all right, and hustled to get clean clothes and sheets so that no one would get wise, but "on her own" she gave me a good tongue lashing but did not report me. One of the Canadians in the ward described her as being "a Jake of a good fellow." Next visiting day I had an awful time explaining to my visitor why I had not met her at the appointed time and place. And for a week every time I passed a patient he would call, "Well, well, here's the Yank. Hope you are feeling well, old top." The surgeon in our ward was an American, a Harvard unit man, named Frost. We nicknamed him "Jack Frost." He was loved by all. If a Tommy was to be cut up he had no objection to undergoing the operation if "Jack Frost" was to wield the knife. Their confidence in him was pathetic. He was the best sport I have ever met One Saturday morning the commandant and some "high up" officers were j inspecting the ward, when one of the patients who had been wounded in the . head by a bit of shrapnel, fell on the floor in a fit. They brought him round, ! and then looked for the ward orderly to carry the patient back to his bed 1 at the other end of the ward. The or1 derly was nowhere to be found?like j our policemen, they never are when needed. The officers were at a loss how to get Palmer into his bed. Doctor Frost was fidgeting around in a j nervous manner, when suddenly with a muffled "d n" and a few other ! qualifying adjectives, he stooped down 1 and took the man in his arms like a baby?he was no feather, either?and i staggered down the ward with him, put him in bed and undressed him. A low ; murmur of approval came from the patients. Doctor Frost eot very red. and ! us suuii us ue una nmsneu unuressing | Palmer, hurriedly left the ward. The wound in my face had almost i healed and I was a horrible-looking | sight?the left cheek twisted into a j knot, the eye pulled down, and my mouth pointing in a north by northwest direction. I was very downheartj ed and could imagine myself during ! the rest of my life being shunned by all on account of the repulsive scar. Doctor Frost arranged for me to go to the Cambridge Military hospital at Aldershot for a special operation to try and make the scar presentable. I arrived at the hospital and got aft awful shock. The food was poor and the discipline abnormally strict. No patient was allowed to sit on his bed, and smoking was permitted only at certain designated hours. The face specialist did nothing for me except to look at the wound. I made appli J-t * i. r U ? ?1_ 4. D.lnnt.Ai, CUlluu iur a. uuiisitu uuua. iu raiguiuu, offering to pay my transportation. This offer was accepted, and after two weeks' absence, once again I arrived in Mu%sey ward, all hope gone. The next day after my return Doctor Frost stopped at my bed and said: "Well, Empey, if you want me to try and see what I can do with that scar X'll do it, but you are taking an awful chance." I answered: "Well, doctor, Steve Brodie took a chance; he hails from New York and so do L" Two days after the undertaker squad carried me to the operating room or "pictures," as we called them because of the funny films we see under ether, and the operation was performed. It was a wonderful piece of The Author Just Before Leaving for Home. surgery *and a marvelous success. From now on that doctor can have my shirt More than once some poor soldier has been brought into the ward in a dying condition, resulting from loss of blood and exhaustion caused by bis long journey Jlrom the trenches. After an examination the doctor announces that the only thing that will save him Is a transfusion of blood. Where Is the blood to come from? He does not have to wait long for an answer?several Tommies immediately volunteer their blood for their mate. Three or four are accepted; a blood test is made, and next day the transfusion tafces place a$ d there is .another pale face in the ward. Whenever bone is needed for some special operation, there are always ? i - -? - i itj men wining ro give some?a leg u. necessary to save some mangled mate from being crippled for life. More than one man will go through life with another man's blood running through his veins, or a piece of his rib or his shinbone in his own anatomy. Sometimes he never even knows the name of his benefactor. The spirit of sacrifice is wonderful. For all the suffering caused this war is a blessing to England?it has made new men of her sons; has welded all classes into one glorious whole. And I can't help saying that the doctors, sisters, and nurses in the English hospitals, are angels on earth. I love them all and can never repay the care and kindness shown to me. For the rest of my life the Red Cross will be to me the symbol of Faith, Hope and Charity. After four months in the hospital, I went before an examining board and was discharged from the service of his Britannic majesty as "physically unfit for further war service." After my discharge I engaged passage on the American liner New York, and after a stormy trip across the Atlantic one momentous day, in the haze of early dawn, I saw the statue of lib, erty looming over the port rail, and I wondered if ever again I would go "over the top with the best of luck and give them hell." And even then, though it may seem strange, I was really sorry not to be back in the trenches with my mates. War is not a pink tea, but in a worthwhile cause like ours, mud, rats, cooties, shells, wounds, or death itself, are far outweighed by the deep sense of satisfaction felt by the man who does his bit. There is one thing which my experience taught me that might help the boy who may have to go. It is this? anticipation is far worse than realization. In civil life a man stands in aw? % oi me man aoove mm, wonders now ne could ever fill his job. 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