was captured along with Father
Roach and the British airplane man wounded in the action which cost also
the life of Mechanic Dial of "M" Company. And at the same time another
party going from the camp toward Obozerskaya consisting of Supply
Sergeant Glenn Leitzell and Pvt. Freeman Hogan of "M" Company together
with Bryant Ryal, a "Y" man, going after supplies, were captured by the
Reds. These men were all taken to Moscow and later liberated. Their
story has been written up in an interesting way by Comrade Leitzell. It
fairly represents the conditions under which those prisoners of war in
Bolshevikdom suffered till they were liberated:

"On March 31st, 1919, at 8:30 a. m. I left the front lines with a
comrade, Freeman Hogan, and a Russian driver, on my way back to
Obozerskaya for supplies. About a quarter of a verst, 500 yards, from
our rear artillery, we were surprised by a patrol of Bolos, ten or
twelve in number, who leaped out of the snowbanks and held us up at the
point of pistols, grenades and rifles. Then they stripped us of our arms
and hurried us off the road and into the woods. To our great surprise we
were joined by Mr. Ryal, the Y. M. C. A. Secretary who had been just
ahead of us.

"At once they started us back to their lines with one guard in front,
three in the rear and three on snow skiis on each side of the freshly
cut trail in the deep snow. We knew from the signs and from the fire
fight that soon followed that a huge force of the Reds were in rear of
our force. After seven versts through the snow we reached the village of
Bolsheozerki. On our arrival we were met by a great many Bolsheviks who
occupied the villages in tremendous numbers. Some tried to beat us with
sticks and cursed and spat on us as we were shoved along to the
Bolshevik commander.

"One of the camp loiterer's scowling eyes caught sight of the sergeant's
gold teeth. His cupidity was aroused. Raising his brass-bound old
whipstock he struck at the prisoner's mouth to knock out the shining
prize. But the prisoner guard saved the American soldier from the blow
by shoving him so vigorously that he sprawled in the snow while the
heavy whip went whizzing harmlessly past the soldier's ear. The Bolo
sleigh driver swore and the prisoner guard scowled menacingly at the
brutal but baffled comrade. The American soldiers needed no admonitions
of skora skora to make them step lively toward the Red General's
headquarters.

"One of the first things