Casper Daily Tribune Newspaper, October 10, 1918, Page 6

| on to the turret doo: Bay LIBERTY Bonds to Kill | EX-GUNNER AND CHIEF PETTYSOF FICER-U-SCNAVY, ~ =; MEMBER OF THE FOREIGN LEGION OF FRANCE S77 CAPTAIN GUN TURRET. FRENCH BATTLESHIP ‘WINNER OF THE CROIX DE GUERRE \ CASSARD g Seem 0c 1K Wy Ray ed Btn Ca. Through Spel Aranqement Wid the Gearge Mathew Adunw Sov ~ SYNOPSIS. es ‘id CHAPTER I—Albert N. Depew, author 9f the story, enlists in the United States Ravy, servin, four years and at the "anit of ‘Shier petty officer, first-class CHAPTER great war starts end after he norably discharged m the navy and he salts for France with a determination to enlist. CHAPTER IlI—He joins the dere i Legion and is assigned’ to the Grease: it Cassard where marksmanship wins him high honors. CHAPTER pleats yf is detached from ith @ regiment of the ders where he soon front line trenches. CHAPTER V—He ts Getailed to the ar- ery and makes the acquaintance of the ba u-Th is ho to his regiment in the front line trenches, CHAPTER VI—Depew goes “over the top” and “gets” his first German in a bay- onet fight. CHAPTER VII—His company takes part tm another raid on the German trenches ae shortl; steeewerd aenipte in stopping & fierce charge of the Huns, who owed down as they cross No Man's VIII-—Sent to Dixmude with aispatchea, Depew is caught in a Zeppelin rai. but escapes unhurt. CHAPTER IX—He is shot through the thigh in a brush with the Germans and is sent to @ hospital, where he quickly Cc ‘ER X—Ordered back to sea duty, Depew rejoins the Cassard, which makes seve ‘danelles as 4 con- ips to the Dar voy. The Ci is almost battered to Pieces by the Turkish batteries. CHAPTER. XI-The Cassard takes part able ‘ th many hot engagements in the memor- Gallipoli campaign. | Girtina wacty witch cto hereon a ny ar which sees ri ing in the trenches at Gallipsl. °° = CHAPTER XIII—After an unsuccessful trench raid, Depew tries to rescue two wounded men in No Mau’s Land, but both die before he can reach the trenches, CHAPTER XIV—Depew wins the Croix de Guerre for bravery in passing through ®, terrific artillery fire to summon aid to his comrades in an advanced post. CHAPTER XV—On his twelfth trip to the Dardanelles, he is wounded in a naval in a from on the int_and, after recoverin, Rospital at Brest, he is dischar ed service and salls for New Yor! Steamer Georgic. CHAPTER XV. « Je Suls Blesse. . As usual, when we got to Brest there was rush work day and night on the Cassard to get her out and supplies of all kinds were loaded for our next visit to the Turks. The French gar- bies were always keen for the trip ack to Brest—they were sure of load- ing up on tobacco and other things they needed. My twelfth trip to the Dardanciles was different from the others. The Cagsard was doing patrol work at the time in the neighborhood of Cape Helles. Those of us who had served on the Peninsula before were thank- ing our stars for the snap we were having—just cruising around waiting for something to happen. We had not been there very long be- fore something unexpected did happen, for we ran into two enemy cruisers— which I afterwards heard were the Werft and Kaiserliche Marine—one on the starboard and one on the port. How they had managed to sneak up so near us I do not know. They opened up on us at not much more than a thousand yards and gave us a hot time from the start, though with any kind of gunnery they should have done for us thoroughly. We came right back at them and were getting ih some pretty good shots. I was in the 14-inch gun turret, star- board bow—my old hangout—and we were letting them have it about four shots every five minutes and scoring heavily. I do not know how long we had been fighting when part of our range finder was carried away. It was so hot, though, and we were so hard at it that such a little thing like that did not bother us. It Is hot in any gun turret, but I have always noticed that it is ' hotter there in the Dardanelles than } in any other place. The sweat would simply cake up on us, until our faces were just covered -7ith a film of pow- | dery stuff. But the range finder was carried away, and although it looked bad for us I was feeling so good that I vol- unteered to go on deck and get an- other one. I got outside the turret door and across the deck, got the nec- essary parts dnd was coming back with them when I received two ma- chine-gun bullets in the right thigh. One went clear through bone and all and drilled a hole on the other side, while the other came within an inch of going through. ‘The peculiar thing is that these two were in a line above the wound I got at Dixmude. The line is almost as straight as you could draw it with a ruler, Of course it knocked me down and I hit my head a pretty hard crack on the steel deck, but I was able to crawl Just as I was about to enter the gun was fired, That 1 Was Able to Crawl on to the Turret Door. : particular charge happened to be de- fective. The shell split and caused a back fire and the cordite, fire and gas came through the breech, which the explosion had opened. It must have been a piece of cordite which did it, but whatever it was, it hit me fa the right eye and blinded it. The ball of the eye was saved by the French surgeons and looks jraal, but {t pains me greatly sometimes and they tell me it will always be sight- tess. I was unconscious immediately from the blow and from the quantity of gas which I must have swallowed. This gas did me a great deal of damage and gives me dizzy spells often to this day. I do not know what happened during the rest of the engagement, as I did not regain consciousness until three days later at sea. But I heard in the hospital that the French super- dreadnaught Jeanne -d’Are and. the ght cruiser Normandy were in it as well as ourselves, though not at the time I was wounded, and that we had all been pretty well battered. The Cassard lost 96 men in the engage- ment and had 48 wounded. Some of our turrets were twisted into all man- ner of shapes and part of our bow was carried away. One of our lieu- tenants was killed in the engagement. I was told that both the Werft and the Kaiserliche Marine were sunk in this engagement. J have seen pictures of sailors from the Werft who were prisoners at interment camps. When we arrived at Brest the wounded were taken from the ship in stretchers and after we had been rest- ed for about fifteen minutes on the dock put into ambulances and rushed to the hospital, On the way those who could leaned out of the ambulance and had a great time with the people along the streets, many of whom they knew, for the Cassard was a Brest ship, And of course the women and children yelled, “Vive la France!” and were glad to see the boys again, even though they were badly done up. Some of our men were bandaged all over the face and head and it was funny when they had to tell their names to old friends of theirs, who did not recognize them. As soon ap one of the Brest people recognized a friend off he would go to get cigarettes and other things for him and some of them almost beat us to the hospital. I do not know, of course, just what the surgeons did to me, but I heard that they had my eyeball out on my cheek for almost two hours. At any tate they saved it. The thigh wounds were not dangerous in themselves and {f it had not been for the rough treat- ment they got later on they would be quite healed by this time, I am gure. I really think I got a little extra at- tention in the hospital in many ways, for the French were at all times anx- lous to show their friendliness to America. Every time my meals were served there was a little American flag on the platter and always a largo American flag draped over the bed. 1 had everything I wanted given to me at once and when I was able to, all the cigarettes I could smoke, which were not many, While I was still in bed in the hos- pital I recelved the Croix de Guerre, which I had won at the Dardanelles. The presentation was made by Lieu- tenant Barbey. can flag on my breast, a French flag beneath it and beneath that the war cross. He kissed me on both cheeks, of course, which was taking advantage of a cripple, But it‘is the usual thing with the French, as you know—I mean the kissing, not the meanness to eripples. ‘When he had pinned the medal on he said he thanked me from the bot- tom of his heart for the Frehch people, and also thanked all the Americans who had come over from their own | land to help a country gwith which | most of them were not connected. He sald it was a war in which many ae He pinned an Ameri- | I Received the Croix de Guerre. tfoiis were taking part, but Ti which there were just two ideas, freedom and despotism, and a lot more things that I cannot remember. He finished by saying that he wished he could dec- orate ail of us. Of course it was great stuff for me and I thought I was the real thing sure enough, but I could not help thinking of the remark I have heard here in the States—“I thank you and the Whole family thanks you.” And it was hard noth ie Also it seemed funny to me, ause I did not rightly know just what they were giving me the medal for—though it was for one of éwo things—and I do not+know to this day. But I thought it would not be polite to ask, so I let it go at that. There were twelve other naval of- cers who were present and they and all the other people did a lot of cheer- ing and vived me to a fare-you-well. It was great stuff, altogether, and I should have liked to get a medal every day. One day I received a letter from a man who had been in my company in the Foreign Legion and with whom I had been pretty chummy. His letter was partly in French and partly in English. It was all about who had been killed and who had been wound- ed. He also mentioned Murray's death, which he had heard about, and about my receiving the Croix de Guerre, I was wishing he had said something abvut Brown, whom I had not heard from and who I knew would visit me if he had the chance, But two or three days later I got another letter from the same man and when I opened it ont tumbled 2 photo- graph. At first all I saw was that it was the photosreph of a man crucified with bayonets, but when I looked at it closely I saw it was Brown. fF fainted then, just like a girl. When I came to/E could hardly make myself think about it. Two of my pals gone! It hurt me so much to think of it that I crushed the letter up in my hand, but later on I could read parts of it. It said they had found Brown this way near Dixmude about two days after he had been re- ported missing. So three of us went over and two stayed there. It seems very strange to me that both of my pals should be crucified and if I were superstitious I do not know what I would think about it. It made me sick and/kept me from recoverliy as fast as I would have done otherwise. Both Brown and Murray were good pals and very good men in a fight. I often think of them both and about the things we did together, but lately I have tried not to think about them much because it is very sad to think what torture they must have had to stand. They were both of great credit to this country. : The American consul visited me quite often and I got to calling him Sherlock because he asked so many questions. We played lots of games together, mostly with dice, and had a great time generally. After I became convalescent he argued with me that I had seen enough, and though I really did think so—however much I disliked what I had seen—he got my diseharge from the service on account of phys- ical inability to discharge the usual duties. After I had been at the hos- pital for a little over a month I was discharged from it, after a little party in my ward with everyone taking part and all the horns blowing and all the records except my favorite dirge played one after another. Sherlock arranged. everything for me—imy passage to New York, cloth- ing, etc. I ran up to St. Nazaire and saw my grandmother, loafed around @ while and also visited Lyons, After a short time I returned to Brest and got my passage on the Georgie for New York. I had three trunks with me full of things I had Picked up around Wurope and had been keeping with my grandmother. Among my belongings were several things I should like to show by pho- tographs in th's book, but no one but mermaids can see them now, for down to the locker of Davy Jones they went, ce CHAPTER XVI. Captured by’ the Moewe. | When the tugs had cast off and after |a while we had dropped our pilot, I said to myself: “Now we are off, and it’s the States for me—end of the line—far as we go—IF—" But the “if”, did not look very big to me, | though I could see it with the naked | eye all right. I got up about four o'clock the next morning, which was Sunday, Decem- ber 10, 1916—a date I do Hot think I will ever forget. ‘ - As soon as I was dressed I went down to the forecastle peak and from there into the paint locker, where I found some rope, Then back again on , which I rigged gp-eu the boat deck, figuring that Iwould have a nice sun bath, as the weather ‘had’ at lust turned clear, As soon, as T had the hammock “strung I went down’ fo the baker and had a nice chat-with him—and stole a few hot buns, which way what I was really after—and away to the galley for breakfast. I was almost exactly amidships, sitting on an old orange box. I had not been there long when Old-Chips, the ship's carpenter, stuck his head in the door and ‘yang out, “Ship on the starboard bow.” I did hot pay any attention to him, because ships on the starboard bow were no novelty to me, or on the port either. Chips was not crazy about looking at her, either, for he came in and sat on another box and began scoffing. He sald be thought she was a tramp and that she flew the British flag astern. I ate all I could get hold of and went out on decx. I stepped out of the gal- ley just in time to see the fun. The ship was just opposite us when away went our wireless and some of, the boats on the starboard side, and then, boom! boom! and we heard the report of the guns. I heard the shrapnel whizzing around us just as I had many a time before. I jumped back in the galley and Chips and the cook were shaking so hard they made the pans rattle. When the firing stopped I went up to the boat deck. I had on all of my clothing, but instead of shoes I was wearing a pair of wooden clogs. The men and boys were crazy—rushing nround the deck and knocking each other, down, and everybody getting jp every hody elee’s way. We lowered o Jacob's ladtlers, but some of the men and boys were flready tn the water. Why they Jamped J do rot know. Then the German raider Moewe headed right, in toware us and I thought she was going to am us, but she bacved water about thirty yards away. She lowered a lifeboat and it made for the Georgic, passing our men in the water.as they came and crashing them on the head with boat- They Crashed Them on the Head With Boat Hooks. hooks when they could reach them, T'noticed that there were red kegs in the’ German boat. When the lifeboat reached the Ja-! cob's ladders I went over to the port’ side of the Georgic and then the Ger- | ™mans came over the aside and hoisted | up the kegs. The Germans were armed with bayonets and revolvers, Some of them went down into the en- gine room and opened the sea cocks. About this time some of the Limeys | came up from the poop deck and I told them to stay where I was and that the Germans would take us over in lifeboats, Another squad of Ger- mans hoisted eight of the dynamite kegs on their shoulders and down into No. 5 hold with them, Mean time the Germans saw us up on the boat deck and came up after us. And over went the Limeys. But I waited: and one dr two more waited with me. When the Germans came up to us they had their- revolvers out and were waving them around and yelling, “Gott strafe England!” and talking about “schweinhunde.” Then, the first thing I knew, I was kicked off into the sea. I slipped off my trousers and coat and clogs, and, believe me, it was not a case of all dressed up and no place to go! Then I swam hard and caught up to the Limeys who had jumped first. They were asking each other if they were downhearted and answering, “Not a - bit of it, me lads,” and trying to sing, “Pack up your troubles in’ your old kit bag,” only they could not do much singing on account of the waves that slipped Into their mouths every time they opened them. That was Just Ike Limeys, though. , Some of the boys were just climbing up. the Jacob's ladder on the Moewe when the old Georgie let out ‘an awful rour and up went the deck and the heteches high in the alr in splinters, One fellow let go his hold on the Ind- der and went down and he never came up. The Germans were making for the Moewe in the lifeboat und we reached it just before they, did, Up the ladder we went and over the side and the first thing we caught sight of was the German revolvers in our faces drilling us all inte line, .. ® The lifeboat brought back the ship's papers from the Georgic and we had voll call. “‘Phey kept us up on deck in our wet underwear and it was very cold indecu, ‘ the old man and one of the German officers called off the names and we: found we had fifty missing. se The Boche commander had gall enough to say that he was not there to kill_men put #6) sink All ships that | 4ucg ine first mate and | England was but that th that to starve Germany, would starve ‘the allies very soon, + After roll call some of us asked the Germans for clothes, or at least a ‘place to dry ourselves in, but Fritz ‘could not see us for the dust on the ocean and we just had to stand there most. Then I went and sat down on | the pipes that feed the deck winches. |They had quite a’ head of.steam tn} |them and I was beginning to feel more | comfortable when I got a good clout | alongside of the head for sitting the: and trying to keep warm. It was.a | German garby and he started calling we all the various kinds of schwein- | hunde he could think of apd he could think of a lot. | Finallythey mustered us all on | another part of the deck, then drilled | as down into the forecastle and read the martial law of Germany to us. At least I guess that is what it was. | {t might have been the “Help Wanted ‘in Lokal Taggabble for all most of us knew or cared. It shows what cards she Germans are—rending all those | four-to-the-pound words to us shiver- ng garbies, who did not give a dime | a dozen whether we heard them or not. | | Sritz is like some other hot sketches— |ae is funniest when he does not mean |:0 be. Every German is a vaudeville skit when he acts natural. . There were hammocks there and we Jumped into them to get warm, but the | Germuns came gown with their re-) | volvers and bayonets and took the- hammocks away and poured water on the decks and told us to sleep there. | They could not have done a worse) trick than that. i ‘Then they put locks on the portholes and told us that anyone caught fiddling with the locks would be shot at once. | ‘This was because we might sight a British or French man-of-war at any time and as the Moewe was sailing un- der the British flag and trying to keep out of trouble they did not want us) at the ports signaling our own war-. ships for help, If they had bucked any of the allied ships and had a fight we would have died down there like | | Pats. The Moewe had already captured the Voltaire, Mount Temple, Cambrian Range and the King George and had the crews of these vessels between {decks with us. These men-told us how the Germans were treating them and it looked to me as though the eve- ning would be spent in playing games and a pleasant time would be had by all—not. 2 , The crew of the Mount Temple were on deck working when the raider sud- denly opened fire on them. Two or three men jumped into the water and the Germans turned a gun on them} while they were swimming and killed | them. That was just a sampl¢ of what} had happened to them. ‘The men now began running up and down in a line to keep warm, but I took # little run on my own hook and treated myself to as much of a once- over of the ship as I ceuld. I do not! believe the Moewe had more than a three-fourths-inch armor plate, but be- hind that she had th rows of pig fron, which made about x foot 1f thiex- ness. There was nothing but cable strung along the deck and when I saw. that. I would have given anything to have had a crack at her with a 14-inch naval.. And I sure wished hard enough that one of our ships would-sip up on us, whether we were caught between decks or not. I went aft as far as the sentry would let me and I saw that she had three spare six-inch guns un- der the poop deck and two six-inch | pieces s»punted astern. The guns were mounted on an elevator and when the time came they ran the elevator up until the guns were on a level with the , Poop deck, but otherwise they- were out of sight from other ships, For our first meal they slung a big feed bag half full of ship biscuit— hardtack—to us and some dixies of tea. After this festival we began roaming up and down the deck again, because it was the only way to keep warm. I guess we looked like some ‘of the advertisements in magazines, where they show a whole family sit- ting around a Christmas tree in their underwear and telling each other that Whosits Unilons—the Roomy Kind— Were just what they wanted from Santy. “Only we did not have any Christmas tree to sit around. We must have looked funny, though, and I would have had a good laugh if I had not been so cold” We could not go to sleep because the decks were wet, nor could we sit down with any comfort for the same reason. Besides, we thought we might SPorecastis peak Dane #2. guns C-Ammunition hold, | D—Torpedo, tube rails. | E~Torpedo tubes. F—Poop deck. | G—Atft wheelhouse, | H—Deck house. } J—Holds, | K—Disappearing guns aft, mounted or elevator. gates. | buck up against a British or a Frenct cruiser at any minute and most of u: thought we would stay up and get ar eye full before we started for Davy’: well-known locker. About two bells the following morn ing the Moewe'’s engines began tc groan and shake her up a bit and wi could hear the blades jump out of the water every once in a while and tea) away. She went ahead in this way foi some time and we were hoping sh was trying to get away from a cruise) and some of us were pulling for the cruiser to win and others hoping th Moewe would get her heels clear ant keep us from getting otrs, | ‘The Huns were running up and dowr | the deck vrelling Ike wild mén an¢ ond of Gur Teh Begili to yell foo. Bi was delirious and after he yelled « bit he Jumped up and made a pass a the sentry, who shot at hin bu miesed. *The shot missed me too, bu! Bot very mech. ‘Then they |_dragget and shiver till we shook the deck, al- |" —Dog Catchers” column from the Ber- |. | ship’s skipper aboard. YS SENPOUS INA up orr eck aT Oe knows what they did with him, becaus« ‘sve never saw him again. But we di¢ sot hear any sound that they mighi have made in shooting him, ' | * | Then the Huns began shelling and they kept it up for some time. { Then they ordered us up on deck to see the ship they had been firing at_ and when we came up the companion | The Huns Were. Running Up “and Down the Deck. way they were just bringing the other | It was the French collier St. Theodore, hove to off the starboard side with a prize... crew from the Moewe aboard and wig- wagging to the raider. Then the Huns began shouting and they rousted us below deck again. The Place where we had been was filled with smoke, from what or why I do not know, but it was almost impos- sible to breathe in it. When the smoke cleared up a bit the Marathon ; started again, for we were still in our | underwear only. One of the boys had asked Fritz for clothing and Fritz said the English had tough enough skins | and they did not need clothing. Then he said: “Wait until you see what our German winters are like.” 2 | The following morning the engines | began to tear away again aud the guns started firing. After a while the firing stopped and the engines too, and after an hour they had the old man | of the Yarrowdale aboard. She was a British ship chartered by the French and bound for Brest and Liverpool with a very valuable cargo aboard— , airplanes, ammunition, food and auto- mobiles, When they rousted us on deck again” the St. Theodore was still in sight, but she had the Yarrowdale for compahy. Both were trailing behind us and keep- ing pretty close on. While we were on deck we saw the German sailors at work on the main deck making about ten rafts and when they began to Place tins of hardtack on the rafts, a tin to each, we imagineé thoy were going to heave us over the side and let us go on the rafts. But instead they began telling us we would land in the States and then they rousted us between decks again, | We had only been there s short time’ when some of the German officers came down and asked if any of the men would volunteer to go firing on the Yarrowdale and we almost mobbed them to take us, They began putting down the names of the men who were to go and I talked them into putting mine’ down too, Then I felt about five hundred pounds lighter, Five o'clock came and by that time I had forgotten to do any worrying, We received our usual rations and most of us who had volunteered fig- ured that we would receive clothes and shoes. In the morning an officer came down below and read out the names of those who were to go and I felt even lighter when he called mine, We were each given a life belt and mustered on deck. The sea was pretty nasty and some of the men had narrow escapes from falling between the Moewe and the lifeboats when the swells Tocked us, One man fell from the ladder andj; broke hig neck on the gunWale of the Ufeboat. They took over boat after boat to the Yarrowdale until finally we were all there. Then they mus- tered us’on deck and warned us not to start anything, because they had a time bomb in the engine room and two on the bridge. Meantime they had | brought over several boatlonds of hard. | tack and we threw it into No. % hold ‘This was fo be our food for some tim, — ee TO BE CONTINUED ‘AMERICANS ARE CARD AT FRONT So Says Britisher in - Writin, g Impression of Yank Friends Who Swarmed in French Villages LONDON, Oct. 10.— (Correspond- ence of Associated Press.)—Ameri- ean soldiers seem to grow in the night so that each morning there are more of them than before,” writes a British soldier in France to his rela- tives in England. “Americans are the topics of conversation every- where,” he continues. “The villages are full of them. 3 “Their automobile trucks are on all the roads, and their columns of infantry are everywhere. We are be- ginning to know the songs they sing and the phrases they use. “To many of us they were a com- plete mystery at first. We had heard of America only as a distant country. Then suddenly they were in France— tall, well-trained men with a genius for making friends and adapting themselves to new tonditions. We watched them with curiosity at first, surprised to find kow like they were to other men. “Then, before we had quite re- covered from the first pleasant sur- prise, they were fighting—making a reputation in a trade where the test is not so easy. They came up frum their villages singing, and filtered into trenches, more ané more of them each day. The papers began to talk about their fighting, but we thot, ‘Surely they cannot be doing much yet.’ And/then all-at once we began to see it for ourselves, and we were of the opinion straightway that the papers had not grasped the wonder of the facts. “They were so keen and fresh, those Americans. And every day others as keen and fresh are going up to the line, and every day their places are being taken in the villages by yet others. What would the Ger- mans say if they really knew all this, one wonders. “They are merry and light-hearted, but underneath they are taking this business very seriously, and some of their talk shows it. That’s the way to take one’s fighting, you know— neither too much in earnest, which is morbid, nor too much as a joke, which is foolish. The wise man is he who neither overrates himself nor underrates danger. The Americans are wise men. : “The peasants like them; the old French. mothers mother them, They have an instinct which gives them a realization of the homesickness which must sometimes come to these men. When years have gone by, and it is possible to see the war in sperspect- ive, it may be possible to give full value to what those women have done, : “Meanwhile, as I was saying, the Americans go on arriving and spread- ing all over France.” ONE AMERICAN? 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