hed forty-five kilometers with shouldered rifles.
In the next five days it marched nearly 200 kilometers until it reached
the Nieuport and Dixmude line. By an error of judgment it got two days
of drill and inspection in place of resting, then took its place in the
front line on the Yser to face the most desperate of the German
efforts."

The correspondent quotes a young volunteer in this regiment as follows:

"---- was evacuated by the Germans, and we were sent in at
nightfall. As soon as they saw our lights they began shelling us. We
lost terribly. A number of the men ran up the streets, but we got them
together. I had about twenty and retired in order. We were 600 who went
in, and must have left a third there.

"In the morning we moved down to reinforce a network of trenches on our
bank of the Yser. There was a farm on our right, and some of our men
were firing at it, but the door opened and three officers in Belgian
uniform came out shouting to us to cease fire, so we sent a detachment
to the farm, and they were swept away by machine gun fire from the
windows. No, I don't know what happened afterward about the farm. I lost
sight of it.

"We got into the trenches. They lay longways behind a raised artificial
bank on our side of the river. At the northern end of them were mazes of
cross trenches protecting them in case the Germans got across the bridge
there and started to enfilade us. They were full of water. I was firing
for six hours myself thigh deep in muddy water.

"The Germans got across the bridge. We could not show head or hand over
our bank. German machine guns shot us from crevices in their raised bank
across the river only a few yards away. I was hours and hours dragging
our wounded out of the cross trenches at the northern end of the bank
southward and behind a mound till there was no more room for them there,
and bringing up new men singly and two or three at a time from further
down the trenches to take their places. We lost our officers, but I got
the men to listen to me.

"Some Germans shelled us with a cross fire. They got into the cross
trenches. They fired down our lines from the side. We had to run back. I
was too tired and sleepy to drag my feet. I think I must have fallen
asleep.

"We had an order to advance again. The French were behind us on either
wing in support. I was too tired to get up. Some one kicked me. I looked
up. They were three of my friends, volunteers like myself. We had a