The evening world. Newspaper, February 18, 1919, Page 16

TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 18, How the U.S. Marines, After Beating Back the Boche at Soissons, by Mistake Beat, the French to a Third Objective, While a Lieutenant and Nine Men Took the’ Town They’d Been Looking For and a; Whole German Regimental Staff. By Joseph A. Brady | | Former Lieutenant Attached to the Fifth U. § Coprriaht, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co. LOT of tired, hungry, thirsty American doughboys and marines were, grudgingly ing up at 8 o'clock in the morning on July 18 last. For a half-hour they had slept because they had chased the Boche three miles and they couldn't find any more to fight! with. They were waking up in tho fields and in the trenches, where a balf hour before they had dropped to slecp, content that after standing the German offensive for four months they had finally smashed in with two thousand guns, hundreds of tanks, aeroplanes and cav-. alry and bad commenced the last great offensive of the | war—the Allied offensive. ' * ‘The doughboys rubbed their eyes and yawned while the vir above them cracked with the rush of the aero- | plane machine gun bullets, while the landscape for | Marines. (The New York Kveming World) A \4 2 miles in front was going up in great explosions of the, continuing barrage, and while the tanks rolled around | O08 A. BRADY. iting death into the German ranks, We were at iW Verte Feuille Farm, a cluster of crumbled stone house Hi Mt was our first objective for the day. Suddenly from the cast an sero “Vierzy! Vierzy! He shouted Plane camo vhooting across the wky | “Why, you Ar ang have captured | @24 streaking from bebind was a jong | Chaudon, the objective of the Zouaves tream of black smoke, It was the |4nd Tirours. You had better ¢ get} your objective.” | A few pale faced, very sick Ameri can officers looked at each other, An awful bull! We had captured. the Wrong town and gent word back woy had the right one. sick for a few minutes. Then a quict little Heutenant said @ignal that the Germans were form- fag for a counter attack and the di- Tection of the black smoke was tho @rection in which they were mass- img. To us, with our tired troops it meant danger. Indeed it would have been grave danger wero it not for the that the plain American private Wo were never knew the limit of hisen-]| "Oh, bell! Let's go get the right @arance and never failed to stiffen | tO’? Mkee mastift when he scented Boche. | atid Wo took out our maps MBike w flash those yawning soldiers {424 did some careful figuring. Vierzy tere, Ina second they were |W2# on the map, but It was not on Secon , the landscape, In vain we searched war eerming through the fields toward | iinany a party was started off in Becond objective. There was jittle between them and it, for the tanks BG artillery bad been deadly and everywhere throughout the path of this advance were dead Germans. They @wept into Vierzy Ravine and they Went out on the other slide and over the town they saw there. It was third objective, they were sure, the town of Vierzy. In the Village streets came short the right direction and hurried bac! to say that the missing town was in a deep hollow a half-mi | right. We crept there in the darkne passed the north of the town walted for the deadly machine fire which we expe It did not come, V the town and wondered, the next day did we ono Lieutenant and over to our and nt.eon beyond and not until know that ted any nine men had gharp fights, and suddenly a multi-|«potted the town in our attack and of “Kamerads.” The boys kept} had taken it, so quictly that in it going to the trenches on the other |they captured a German Colonel and aide and again they settled to remain | his staff. | ‘able. In the mean time the ar- To digress for a moment from the Bie, na caught the Germans mass- | missing town, permit me to tell you figg.to tho east and had chewed them /of what happened to the Boche 1,500 UP, according to aeroplane Yeports, jyards in front of Chaudon, after wel Apother linc of Germans were /left the line to the French. In the @trOtebed across about 1,500 yards in late afte on 6,000 picked French{ $eon* of ux, however, and we could | cavairym armed with fifteen Pail gee them. They could see us, too, but Jances, charged in perfect £ H he } th Pelther side fired. When we wanted | acr: te. ect them we were going after |I them. fe sent word back that the objec- 4 for the day had been reached and _ We proceeded to dig in and check up 1,500 yards to pieces, and "They eut were ing on, on, when some genius of t Gern ca an Staff de id the ulated to check them, Out of the sky dropped a dozen : ‘We had sent back over a| aeroplanes and they straightened out wnat 4 prisoners, bud killed Lun-|behind the charging cavalry, They and had captured hundreds of }opened right back of the ho: eachine guns and many cannon, some | Machine guns and th F ef-the mighty 210's, and now on our|attack to the woods on the ri The one thing es with! ded the . day, without food or rest, we | left. cavalrymen tried in vain | Bs wetnss to hear what wag next|to fight back, but the airmen wer wae ted of us. We had not long to|the masters, t spec | finishing touch to the getGontinue the attack,” was the word| Victory came for us when we Scere, and We were just getting | oursely * in the midst of some! D) paady to go out when a French officer | strange diers in pearl gray tunics wade up in Kreat haste and in Engle: |4"d ur any trooph we had seen @emanded to know what we were|Pefore, They bad food, however, and deing in those trenches, Weexplained| they had drink, Rich, sweet, red Wat we had « red th nat tho! Wine, They dabbled at the d town was Vierzy, our day's objective.| boys in a strange tongue and th } ot sabia |boys did not know for sure whether |they were si © new \ EVENING WORLD anay bubither were! glad to rer ty i PUZZLES. |food and drink, such as the others! i ould sare : By Sam Loyd. | mele officers Tipping the Conductor, 4" N.S M friend, the squire, never falls soldiers wh ad avan of an opper- Russian front cle ' tunity to exhibit his talent for to fight on « quick figuring. On) Russia collapse a Main Street car! asked nor guy the other day he lea showed u paid his fare with 1 lent Wilson assurin 7 a dollar bill and t In their cause, a; the conductor aid that t wor having only ¢ nt wer ea lest cs hla gal tration they had in fighting. | talled 94 cents — | asap THE HORRORS, as he pocketed 9% HATS the roll man? vther cent so you Wor we . ‘buy « xood nt smoke ris | What & coins made up that ot ere : ris ry nd fie ' ‘mind | wer to A Puzzling Soliloquy. but Har A Te are 0 steps in the Great mu nid, giving it a helght of 480 ) | An arithmetical 5 sion CN ead eel ede Mia aE ing from unity .and increasing Pa pair of works and pit at cach step, for 240 steps, |they packed UP there wasn't regular foot-sock in my kit 1 I've Proves to have a sum total Of| Porta wear ‘em until payday! ] mond Times-Dispaich, —Rich- ‘ \ AW TUESDAY, “Courage of Our Soldiers Met the Hardest Test FEBRUARY 18 In Vogue at Palm Beach STRIKING BATHING SUIT MODELS POPULAR WITH NéPTUNE’S WINTER VISITORS it | REO PLAID BEACH CAPE WORN OVER RED JERSEY BUIT TRIMMED IN BLACK AND BTRIPEO JERSEY, CAP MATCHES cape, YT | SIMPLE PUT STREING SUIT OF SULPHUR COLORED JERSEY TRIIMED IN RED BRAID BECOMING TRIMMING OF FRINGED RUFFLES, SUIT OF E TAFFETA Ever Imposed by War,” Verdict of Philip Gibbs Chemistry of Modern War Was Too Appalling Not | to Inspire Fear, Says War Correspondent, Yet Man From Ribbon Counter and Sporting Aris- tocrat Alike Stuck to His Job in a Defiance Born of the Sheer Will to Win. | By Marguerite Mooers Marshall Copyright, 1919, by The Press Publishing Co, (The New York Evening World) OT the immortal little band of Spartans at Thermopylae, not Caesar's undefeated Tenth Legion, not the gallant six hundred of the Light Brigade displayed courage equal to that of the common, ordinary soldier, the most youthful officer, in the Great War. It is the verdict of The Man Who Was There, Philip Gibbs, supreme British correspondent who wrote the most perfect running story of the war for four years and a half and who has just come to America to talk to us about the soul of it. The reason I asked Mr. Gibbs to analyze the cour- age of the soldiers in the world’s Armageddon was because be has paid to the men of his own country, with whom he was detailed, quite the finest tribute offered by anybody to any combatants. Just after tho signing of the armis- tice, in Mons—-which he had entered with the British Army, as he had re- treated from it with that army more than four year he wrote: “I saw only two figures in this war, now s have ceased; tal | N ann — 2 figure uubal ne was officer, commande broth n mud and sw tire, in ruil 1 the filth and mise ‘held fast to the pride of manhood and in the wors hours did not weaken, Jana for their country's and the offered up their lives means to youth game they play ‘and all that free, cheap gi “And the other figure Poor old Tommy, you had a trough time, and you hated it, but, t the living God, you have been patient and long suffering and full of grim jand silent courage, pot swanking fabout the things y« have done, not ing a jot fe not ge! | |much dash; but now you have done lyour job and it ts well done.” | And even now, Mr, Gibbs thin “people at home” do not unde! ‘the quality of courage displayed by As Tommy. have m ry, PHILIP” Crees, To Be in Style Plant Your Vegetable Garden On Your New Spring Hat Office) “Good Enough to Eat’—Trimmed With Fruits and} Berries, and Even Cucumbers, Potatoes and Carrots. By Margaret Rohe. Mews eetent For quite some time the orchard fruit unique ' Has ripencd on our hats so cute, But now truck gurdens add their charms \nd products from the country farms ‘Midnight Mass at Front With All the Celebrants The coy cuckmbers crisply nest 18 pon the hats that are the best, at is Know And carrots, turnips, beet-roots red bey L i 1 hee Are raised upon each swagger head Anite ee ae als ‘ thelr fruits yo shall know! season of the fruity headgear would {200 '8 excl ; apr B them ' nd sare | be rt one, the way the vegetable | ¥* ben the 2 n piv ’ t y c al mil pushing to the ing | Christmas lays. ; to pick! the fore at Mone aitentine pe On July 27, 1914, the International the new] black satin draped sailor model in a|Heclesiastic Congress held at Lourd s. Asfirst) Fifth Avenue window is enough in| France: was t anon Snere me hi On) ttsolf alon switch fickle femining | Rotable church terion colsbnated sucy little taste from fruits to meu. solemn } toques] iskly garnished on one side with a| and splendor of 1 pokes,| new potato, three carrots, two tur- | Church, b vay nips and a couple of eucumb 1 last Christm rtment! herkin aize, tt is a veri y military character, the entire chard and] ble sensation, Another sonnel of the participants being mem viney prod s3 poke of bers of the A. E. F. connected wit! ur fruitfu » Wreathed in tiny scarlet and 1 Division, known as New Yo: f the plu peppers, assuredly is full of Own troop lw 7 This m ht service witl t t the milliner and the truck | remembered by those assistir f r 1 r thus joining hands we may | mass many of whom during the 1 eUCh fascinating vegeta | boyhood day we twenty years 0: id of tems and | combination salads as| more served as altar boys in the by p ' on wns of fa perky poke festooned in pickles and | ish churches throughout this city mos west vernal apeaus. | parsnips, a turban of turnips and to- | Colonels, Lieutenant Colone ajor ( All grape in es or a bonnet of Brussels} and so on down to the private we f the Mus-| sprouts, Nor need we be surprised at| among those acting in some religio \ uy, Cat Ma ind | a aaulor strewn with salsify and string | capac ‘ ba ' vinte's | beans or even a succot toque of| Rev. Francis A, Kelley, Headqu tream, Lark " shorn | lima beans and corn. ters, 27th Divi wassthe celebrant f 1 wear a wi After ort ome corn on our| Rey. Albert J. Thompson, 102d Sani ap ninks, but the t hapes | foot for several seasons this at least | tary ‘Train, 4 nd Rev. James 1 sid sh ht to} fashion, Such | Finnigan, 60t ib-deacon y f t from eme to the othor |¢ wm a Per ( f cou the shapes | hardly would go against the grain, | sonnel Ad, cross bear traw) to appea he| A chapeau garlanded in onions and | Lieut, Cel. Witham J. Mallat by few 1 are ily al | garlic Is bound to have quite an air t 1 1 \ 1 shaped hat with its brim |other. A hop, skip and Jump may le ag we upt pes and a » potatoes, turnips and|them next to tl s and th ! errh tow chic for words fishmongers. We ‘ ec 0 jon it will be the only way left for fruiterers has been but a step for our in a second join them to go to our heads, It really looks, however, a# if the fruiterers to the green grocers but an- spersed with clams and scollops, r of cutlets | Bn; P: and Men of 27th Fashion Calls for Spring Millinery That Looks Literally’ Montfort, in Prittany, Scene of Great Religious Celebra- tion Held in Europe Since the Beginning of the War When New York Troopers Celebrated Christmas Eve. little with] [tho mon over thére, He summed it {4nd the smallest jokes were passed up in one arresting sentence down the lines and repeated from one “Any man,” he told me, “who bas |fesiinent to another, Any kind af been through this war would c Jor [Joke ‘would do. It represented the t footbai) | COUrage covering their fear,” a mere n fights the Sparta minmmtinened ante ‘And wasn't this courage of which “Why, T myself would have been a er ane ot eet aie Didn't Spartan hero," he added, with a der t charact the little ribbon clerks recutory smile and a careless MOVe- | ag wel] onials and the sport- ment of the broad shoulders. He | ing ari looks, by the wa f have | “ves!” exclaimed Philip Gibbs, “% always pictured Kipling’s artist War | was talking with a General, a Scoteh- respondent, Dick Heldar, in “Tb | man and a Gordon. And I asked Bim Light That Failed.” Philip Gibbs has | which men he found fought best. He blazing blue eyes, set deep under | answored, e Londoners—because thick dark lashes and delicately |they are fighting on their nerve, they arched brows, @ lean, high cheek jure fighting on their pride, they are rd-bitten face, a mouth mo- de of expression and not fighting on their muscle,” “What do you take to b boned, h very sha vision nal Oficer, and Lieut. Col,| bile to : the basis Joseph J. Daly, Division Ordnance Om.| such admirable proportions that be/of this magnificent courage?” I ques Ger. acciving Gant Raymond T.| gives the illusion of a height he does’ |rjed. “Patriotism?” Miniz, A ant Division Quartermas., Not possess. Mr, Gibbs's expressive face turned *. Carney, Di to at home,” he continued mirthful, “It is dangerous to answer “think the courage of the|that question,” he said, “but if you “Pec vision De {fo ly, heers, ma eremon. and'porn in him, a flare and flourish such poe it was the sl Oak} J. Morey, assistant{as they have seen in melodrama, The! fectly frightful blast of profanity, of coreme cours of the modern apidien is not ae ae ane sorting about the ; ike tha annot be, Ire, is language became E The ushe Major Joseph w.| 4 ae eee graiis w afraid, | indescribable! quite ate ne OFlaas) Capt at least three days a week, on “Of course,” he added more gerle rmaster; O,, 102d San. ‘Train; H. Doyle, Headquarters Trooy James A, Walsh, sst. Div. Quar- John I, McWilliams, Lieut lror n average, he wan gripped with cold He did not like the war, nor in it, he hated the shell fire and and all the in- ously, “deep down in his heart each soldier did love his country, although it was the last thing he would admit, But, as I figured it out, the thing that Jame; D; Lieut, |RIOrY # Mleut | ine mud and the gms Asst, Division Ad-|)\" on destruction, But in spite of his| kept him going was the sense that he ‘'jutanti James J, Sheehan, Knights of| DM = held on, he stuck to his Job{Was playing a game which he must Columb and John Murphy) ee oe of the most awful danger and| Win, that gas and shrapnel and mud hishta: of 6 in tering ever inflicted on man, and/ and bomi i machine guns were hd , aoe e why his courage 1s the most|all tricks of his opponent which he J © presiding at! magnificent thing the world bas ever | must overcor He w ot going to seen. It was defi born of the » pul anything over on we Sergt. Major|sheer will to wins | ¥Detach-| «Mon fighting in this war had the| bout the courage of women Men fei nat they were contending | at the front?” T asked G4 Vly with son atural, inhuman,| ‘They stuc Private J 1 Vane aati were loosed| Major Gibt urse they were Detachimen from such 4 nee that they did| kept away trenches, but Mahony, Headguart Detachment./pot seem to come from men, T hey were under bomp fire, many of rnet, Corp Wm. HH. Watlace,|were like great unchained forces of| them, for weeks at a time, Some of 107th Infantry, and! nature, earthquakes, bolts of the women stood this better than the ate Class Chartes| ning, tornados, volcanic eruptions— 1 remember a little French Ambulance Co, 107th In-| phenomena before which men have Lairl with a braid down her back who vate C topher J. Duan,{always fled in terror, out of which| unconcernedly offered to take one of » 1 Infantry. "|primitive men shaped, in fear and] our officers 9 the square at Those of the choir were: ‘Tenors-.| trembling, thelr angry gods. The! Noyon to tho office of the A, P, M., Bn, Sergt. Major Donald A, Woog,|chemistty of th ware its gase high | when bi -) fa all around Headquar Detachment; Seret,{ explosives, death ra ned from the} it and the shivers were running down Dou McCann, ¢ 1024 Fg lsky—was too appalling not to inspire | the us mer _ n Ww er Fra Supply fear. Only now and then was t } , 1 were brave, 105th Infantry; C aymeng any stimulus of individual ¢ and ni an were heros Frank Co. C, 102d 3n., and Men hin wait and wit and wait 4 1 y ught to Corpl, Kelvin K, Ke lo2g and take death from an enemy they | giv $ ered 1 for their ' Bn, Baritone Major could not ey shes for oura—for if we had 1 W. Boyd, Hea Detach-| “And yet, a hg cowards did tt Private by th twell, Co, once, in the midst of H us Over four years beat them? 102d & Bn.; Private George J, destruction | heard m ughter at e may have been cowards," Fre D., 108th 1 ys Pr the front than I ever heard anywhere | concluded Philip Gibbs simply, “but I Co, ¢ the world, Men surroupded by the | did not see them, One thing the wap Roach,’ Headquarters Troop, ‘s vate John F, Mahony, designing little milliners and from the or a garnish of soft shell crabs inter- quarters Troop, and Private John J, of psychological camouflage, Head- fires of hell used laughter as a sort| certainly has achieved—it has raised They | the world’s faith in the average matched every opportunity for a jest,|—-who became the average hero,”