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TELEPHONE DIRECTORY | Will be on the presses I January 20, 1916 I Please write any change or addresses that you desire under your name and either | mail or hand to A. C. WILLIAMS, who may be found at the old telephone office. Juneau and Douglas Telephone System ? She Story of the Gallant | | Princess Patricias; How ! ! Theu Were Exterminated. I i y i This Is the story of the beginning and the end of the Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry?"the finest fighting force the world has ever seen." It beg'ns on a bright, brisk day a year ago last September. In Quebec, when the regiment, with ev ery man wearing a previous service ribbon, swung on board a transport amid a babel of sound and riotous colors. It ends In a crescent shaped trench at Ypres. on the 8th day of last May, amid a green vapor of strange poison and a gray surge of German lrfantry, with bayonets fxed, waiting over the broken *and bags ramparts. There the men of "Pat's Own" wrote their names into history and disbanded at the command of the greatest of all commanders?Death. Of 1.126 men who stood proudly on review before King George and Lord Kitchener at Salisbury Plains as they strode down the lines, onty 93 are alive, and of those 93 few will stand in rev'ew again, for those who do not bear wounds are shattered in health and nerves. There's still a regiment of "Princess Pat's Own" in the tren ches on the west front. But in place of the sturdy men garnered from the marts of the world are fresh-faced. Just from the scholastic hall of Me GU1 University, In Canada. They're upholding the traditions?so newly made?of the men who went out be fore them. Corporal William B. Kysh, of "Prin cess Pat's Own?that regiment which went to the front a little more than a year ago?told the story of Its be ginlng and its end.He told it in jerky snatches between quick intakes of cig arette smoke, while a hand, scaly and maimed by shrapnel, stroked his yel low face. The interview wa3 at Lon don. "Nerves Gone. Y' Know. "I'm sorry I can't tell you more of this," he apologized. "I never was much of a spieler at best, and now I'm rotten. Xerve3 gone, y' know? can't eat. can't sleep." Yet Corporal Ky.-h was a seasoned soldier, when he took the King's shil ling in Quebec and donned the B-itish uniform. He was Sergeant William Kvsh of the Twenty-ninth United States Volunteers in the Spanish-Am-1 erican war, and Corporal Kysh of the Arcyle and Sutherland Highlanders of Ashanti. Besides he has been a purser on passenger steamships running to Europe and the Ear East. He was j born in England but was a naturalized American, as were so many of the men who died at Ypres?or before Ypres was reached. "Pr'ncess Pat's Own" left Quebec September 17. 1914. on board the Roy al George, under convoy. They were part of that great first contingent, which has given such a magnif'cent account of itself on the west front, j Tl\e regiment was made up of veter ans only: men who had seen service in South Africa, Egypt and the Sou dan. From the far-flung heights and valleys of the world they gathered under the ensign of Great Britain. After three weeks at Salisbury! Plains the reg'ment was assigned to the Eightieth brigade, making up part of the Twenty-seventh Division, com posed otherwise of British regulars just back from service in India The transfer followed the review by the King and Lord K'tchencr. The Brit ish field marshal, they say. as he passed down the ranks and saw the service ribbons on the coats of the "Pat's Own" said, softly: "New I know where all my old fight ers are." Into the Trenches At Once. The first week in December saw the regiment off to the front. There was a march from Winchester to Southampton, and then the troops em barked on board the Cardiganshire for Havre. Havre was reached in the darkness, and after one night's stop the regiment marched to Blelr'nghen, behind the firing line. All day long they dug reserve trenches. And then that night the word came to relieve Dickelbusch. All these points are within a radius of 25 miles of Ypres? where the fiercest fighting on the wc-tcrn front was progressing. Twenty miles the reg'mcnt march ed, ariving at Dlcklebusch at night, footsore and weary. This was on De cember 8, and hardly had they mess ed when the command came to occupy the trenches. The French, who had been holding them .needed relief. So into the trenches tho men crept crawling along flat on their stomachs, when the star shells from the Ger man lines mnao tnc rieavens reci; ris ing and scooting when welcome dark ness came again. For seventy-twc hours they crouched in the trenches of Dicklebusch under a rain of shell and shrapnel Are. This was their baptism of fire. "Bully beef and hard tack and Jam and cheese, with a scooper of rum each night," said Kysh. "My word, it was tough! "We came up under a rain of whizz bangs'?they're star shells?machine gun fire and hand grenades. Wo lost three men occupying the trenches, and ine fellows they were. They were Dwyer, of Huntington. L. I., and Meyers, or Indianapolis?fine boys, and Captain Newton. Dwyer I liked especially: always with a laugh or a punt, no matter what happened. And he went out before he'd seen a trench "Well, we left the trenches after 72 hours and marched back to West Out er, where we rested for 4S hours; then back Into hell again. For this time that was where we went?into trench C-10, on Hill 60. You've heard of Hill 60? Just a little sneaking mound, but it was worth something to both sides, so each killed and klllod to got It. Guess It's smashed to p'oces now, fori they certainly wasted explosives enough to blow up a mountain just to get It. "After 48 hours back we crept to West Outer again to spend our Christ mas thore. Wo loft somo dead and some wounded behind. I guess It was 11 killed.. Snipers picked off somo; machine guns, shells and hand-gren ades got the others. So we went back and forth thinning the ranks a l'ttlo each time, until February. 28. Then wo made our last charge. "Our artillery shelled the Germans for two days while wo lay In the trenches waiting for the word. They answered back of course, and once in a wh'le one of our fellows would go, with an arm or a head smashed In. At four o'clock In the morning the word came to charge. Wo scrambled over tho trenches and ran toward tho Germans, CO yards away. They swept us w'th machine guns and bored us with hand-grenades. Big "Jack John son's" screamed from behind the lines at us, and over our heads went back our own artillery. Tho Germans came up over the trenches to meet us. and we used the bayonet. Wo slip Dcd and fell, rose and foil ngaln, stab bing and cutting; there was no chance to shoot. Cold Steel Routs Germans "Then the Germans gave way. They can't eat cold steel. They were piled up In the trenches, dead and dying, so thick that It was untenable, and after a while we had to abandon tho place we'd won and go back to our own trenches. ""r- 1 \vu lull DCVU11 UI V gill il IL 11 UC111UU In the little strip of twisted mud be tween the trenches. And from C-10 for four days afterwards we watched those fellows lie there and change from dead men into things. I wake up these nights and see one of 'em? a fine young Canadian, with blonde hair, who grew a yellow moustache. When he fell, he fell face upward, and day by day I kept looking at that ?ollow's face and his little moustache, until there wasn't any face, ."Behind Trench C-10 was a farm yard?we called .'t Shelly's farm. There had been a battle there early in the war. right after the Germans were turned from Paris, and all this time the dead had been lying there undis turbed. The farm was shelled contin uously night and day, and It was across this path that wo had to come at night, leaving and entering the trenches. "I didn't like to creep through there ?It smelled so for one th'ng, and then the star shells lighted up the bodies. They lay almost as they had 'alien, twisted about, and the flare of shells and whizz-bangs brought them into faint relief. Legs, arms and heads?I see them too, at night when I can't sleeep. "After we wont back to our own trenches the Germans used to shout when we came back to relieve the re tiring regiments: "Oh, there you are Pat's?we'll fix you!" Own Artillery Kills 120. "Well, wo charged the Germans again on March -1. Wo lost more men .md again had to abandon tho trench we had won. The dead were too thick and the stench was too terrible. That's what is meant when they say the trenches arc 'untenable.' In this charge Colonel Farkuahar, of our reg iment, was killed. He was directing he digging of trenches just behind the first line when a shell got h.'ra. "We had to stay in C-10 for six lays after this. Wo were shelled, dielled, shelled. Day and night they uiued about us and over us, cutting oft all relief. Wo lost 65 men killed and a number wounded. Then we got out and the King's Royal Rifles re lieved us. From then on, until May t, we went back and forth, in and out if the trenches. We mined 'em; we blew 'em up; we sniped a little and threw hand-grenades. And then we were .ordered to 1 p *es. Yprcs lies about five miles to ?he southeast of Hill 60. or rather St. Elois, where we took our relief. We marched Into the trenches there with out delay. "We went In In a rain of artillery 'ire and got caught .'n a vortex from our own artillery and the Germans. In observer gave the rango wrong to our artillery and we got it.. One hundred and twenty of our men went down before the range was righted, but we kept on and occupied the trench. The Germans were right across from us, about 200 yards away. We held a crescent-shaped trench, and on May 5 we routed the Germans, but wc had to duck back for the lire was too heavy and their trench was useless for protection. "From then until May 8 the Ger mans shelled us. They poured tons of lead about us. No one could leave the trench; no one could stick his head out. Our nerves went dead from the concussions, and our eyes were glazed from the sights about us. The lead lay under our feet and the woun ded crept back as fast aa they could to where they could get first a'd. First Attack By Poison Gas. "Early on the morning of May 8, the Germans charged. We knew they were coming, and wo were waiting They came over the trenches In quar ter-columns, a solid swaying mass of blue-gray. ' They shouted and ran for ward as we mowed them down like grass. Our machine guns, four to the section, just waved in a semi-circle and waved back again. We fired our I.ee-Enfleld's as fast as we could pump them, and no bullet was wasted. "They lay in piles in front of the trenches, and the piles were always wriggling about as some of the in Jured underneath tried to creep out. A whole battalion of them were put out of the way before they drew back and formed for another charge behind cover of their trenches. "And th's time wc saw poison gas tor the first time. It was the second assault, about 8 o'clock in the morn ing. We could see that something was coming off, and then suddenly there pouted up a thick green cloud that hid everything in front of us. The fallows under the German piles wrig gled harder than ever, and everybody in our trenches asked: "Well, what's coming off. anyhow?' The wind was wrong for them, and the Germans went back, and there was quiet until 10 o'clock. "Th's time the gas (time in. It roll ed along the ground like a moving wall about eight feet high. Behind it, wo knew tho Germans were coming, but we couldn't so them, so wo lot Ore through the cloud. The gas had holes blown in it and the force of the bullets Bwayed it a bit, but before wo knew it the gas was rolling in the trenches. End of Princess Pat's Own. "I hoard men cursing at ono end of the trench, where the gas struck first lust as a shell burled me, and then I got the gas myself. I got It light, for I was half buried, but the follows all about me screamed and rolled up, as they were burned, cursing and pray ing. It caught you by the throat and burned Its way Into your lungs. I crept back on my stomach, for I had a bit of shrapnel In my leg. Just as I 'aw the Germans dropping over the land bags. The follows who could stand knifed them with bayonets or bit and fought them. I saw four of my pnls?bright fellows they were? lying almost over each other, nil of them with gas In them. " 'Oh, Christ Kysh,' one of 'em call ed, 'get mo a drink?get me?'and a German drove a bayonet through his throat and lungs before he could fin ish it. And then the same German knifed the other three boys. "That was the end of Princess Pat's Own. Long before the Gormns came he last time there weren't 16 men of the 16 platoons of the regiment who ?ould defend themselves. I "lrcd 170 ?ounds mvself, and my rifle was so hot I couldn't hold her. I crept back md somebody put me on a malteso cot and got me to DIcklebusch. I pent six months In a hospital at IJeechburrv Park." And Corporal Kysh still moving tho hand that was raked with shrapnel ->ver his yellow face, lighted another igarette. "There's lots I could tell," he said ^ftcr a minute. How Slim Perry Died. And then he told tho story of how "Slim" Perry died. "Slim" was the ? ounger son of a woll-known English anally, who had lived several years 'n New York. At tho start of the war ho hurried up to Quebec and enlisted. "He was a side kick of mine," he aid "Finest lad ever. He was al ways out for tho eats when the bully hoof palled. He could pick up a chl ken or fresh meat any old day. We were side by side at Ypres, and he had Just turned to me and grinned, af tor tho first attack of the Germans JJ had failed. 'I got to see 'em run, KyHh* - he said, and peeked over. A bit of shell caught him right across tho head and tore It off to the month. He fell against mo and I laid him down. When I got out of the hospital I went down to see his mother and sister. His mother hadn't heard from him for a long time, and asked me where he r was. Well, I had to toll her. Rotten, eht "Oh, they wore a fine bunch of sol- ? dicrs and gentlemen, from 'Old Micky Welsh,' who'd soon service In Egypt In '82 to Perry. 'Mickey' was resting In a little scoopcd-out hole at the bot tom of a trench and he looked up at me; " 'Corporal,' he said 'we thought we'd seen war. What muckers we are. When I get out of this I'm go ing to lead a quiet life,' and he got up and got a bullet through his eye? took the eye clean out." "Pretty fine kicks,' he observed, and lighted another cigarette. "Well, I gues I'll eat some more eggs. Can't have any solids, but how'd I like a steak, eh!" < DRINK SIX GLASSES^ OF WATER DAILY An Interesting Statement by One of the Big Men In the Drug Business . 1 A. E. KIESLING of Houston, Texas. Buys: "If you hnve n muddy complexion and dull eyes, you arc constipated. 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