cs mean. In
Germany alone the number of men killed now totals far over 1,000,000.
Think of the many millions of mothers and wives in the nations of
Europe scanning that crowded page of the newspaper, with several
thousand names on the casualty list every day, each looking to see if
her boy's name is there.
During that fateful day of July 1st when the great drive on the Somme
began, when the English along a front of twenty-five miles and the
French on a front of ten miles leaped out of the trenches and sprang
forward in that terrible charge, men were mowed down like ripened
grain. Regiments on both sides were cut to pieces. The writer's
brother-in-law, a young colonel, went in with 1,100 men of his
battalion--only 130 came out. Only one officer was unscathed and he
has since been killed. The young colonel was shot within an inch of
the heart and fell into a shellhole. Two of his men fell dead on top
of him. There he lay under a terrible fire for sixteen hours, and
finally at midnight gained strength to struggle from under the two
bodies that lay upon him, and crawled on his hands and knees for over a
mile back to the nearest dressing station. In the first year of the
war he lost nearly half his men with trench foot, the men's feet being
frost-bitten or frozen in the muddy trenches. In the second year he
was wounded in seven places by shrapnel, and later, after recovery, was
almost killed. He has now again returned to the service.
Another red-cheeked boy told the writer that his battalion had gone in
with 960 men and had come out with only eighty. In another battalion
all the officers were killed or wounded and the remaining handful was
left with a lance-corporal in command: the colonel, the majors,
captains, lieutenants, sergeants, and corporals had all been killed or
wounded. At Bradford the writer was told that their favorite sons in
the "Bradford Pals" had to be sacrificed, and every man that went into
action in this battalion was either killed or wounded within a few
hours. An unusual proportion of British officers have fallen. The
university students and the flower of the land who have gone into the
officers' training corps have oftentimes been among the first to fall.
Let us now turn from the numbers of killed, wounded, and prisoners and
estimate if we can the cost of the conflict. The present war, more
than any in previous history, has been a warfare of attrition, that is,
by the killing and m
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