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قراءة كتاب True Stories of The Great War Volume 2 (of 6) Tales of Adventure-Heroic Deeds-Exploits told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses

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True Stories of The Great War Volume 2 (of 6)
Tales of Adventure-Heroic Deeds-Exploits told by the
Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses

True Stories of The Great War Volume 2 (of 6) Tales of Adventure-Heroic Deeds-Exploits told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses

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HOW THE RUSSIAN, SERBIAN, AND GERMAN WOMEN GO TO WAR Told by Officers and Eye-Witnesses from the Battlefields   THE TALE OF THE "TARA" OFF THE AFRICAN COAST 253 RESCUED BY "TANKS IN THE DESERT" Told by Survivors, set down by Lewis R. Freeman (Permission of Wide World)   THE WHITE SILENCE—WINTER IN THE CARPATHIANS 274 IN THE SNOW-CLAD MOUNTAINS WITH THE AUSTRIANS Told by Ludwig Bauer (Permission of New Yorker Staats-Zeitung and New York Tribune)   "MY TEN YEARS OF INTRIGUE IN THE KAISER'S SECRET SERVICE" 282 THE PLOT TO DYNAMITE THE WELLAND CANAL Told by Horst Von Der Goltz (Permission of Robert M. McBride and Company and New York World)   REAL-LIFE ROMANCES OF THE WAR 298 Told by Malcolm Savage Treacher (Permission of Wide World)   THE IRISHMEN OF THE FIGHTING TENTH AT MACEDONIA 326 Told by One of the Fighting Irishmen (Permission of London Weekly Despatch)   THE ARTIFICIAL VOLCANO 334 AN INCIDENT OF THE ITALIAN CAMPAIGN IN THE DOLOMITES Told by Capitano Z——, of the Royal Italian Engineers (Permission of Wide World)   LAST HOURS OF EDITH CAVELL ON NIGHT OF EXECUTION 342 EXPERIENCE OF AMERICAN DIPLOMAT IN EFFORT TO SAVE LIFE OF ENGLISH NURSE Told by Hugh Gibson (Permission of World's Work)   A BAYONET CHARGE IN PICARDY 353 Told by a British Army Captain (Permission of Current History)   THE SLAUGHTER AT DOUAUMONT 359 Told by a French Soldier

British Official Photo, by International Film Service.
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THE HELL OF "LIQUID FIRE" WHICH HAS BECOME A REGULAR PART OF WAR


AN AMERICAN "BEHIND THE SCENES IN WARRING GERMANY"

Told by Edward Lyell Fox, Special Correspondent with the Kaiser's Armies and in Berlin

This vivid and authentic narrative covering five months of thrilling experience with the Kaiser's Armies in France, Belgium, Austria, Russia and Germany, is the first hand impressions of an American writer whose special credentials from the German Government enabled him to go everywhere and see everything through official courtesies not extended to other observers in the field. Mr. Fox has interviewed the Kings of Bavaria and Saxony, the Crown Prince, General von Hindenberg, the Governor General of Belgium, and the President of the Reichstag. He has witnessed the campaigning at close range in the trenches at Arras and Ypres, has lived with the German officers at headquarters, has surveyed the battlefield from an aeroplane and a Zeppelin and has enjoyed the unique sensations of scouting under the sea in a submarine, and as a final unprecedented experience has covered with an official escort the whole length of General von Hindenberg's battle line in Russia. One chapter of his experiences is here recorded from his book: "Behind the Scenes in Warring Germany," by courtesy of his publishers, Robert M. McBride and Company, New York: Copyright 1915.

[1] I—STORY OF A NIGHT ON THE BALTIC SEA

In the lingering twilight, the Baltic's choppy swells turned dark and over the bow I saw a vague gray strip of land—Germany! I was at the gateway of war.

For two hours the railway ferry had plowed between the mines that strew the way to Denmark with potential death, and as slowly the houses of Warnemunde appeared in shadow against the darkening day, some one touched my arm.

"Safe now."

He was the courier. He had traveled with me from New York to Copenhagen, a bland, reserved young man, with a caution beyond his years. I had come to know he was making the trip as a German courier, and he was an American with no Teutonic blood in his veins! Knowing the ropes, he had suggested that he see me through to Berlin.

"It's good we came over the Baltic," he remarked, "instead of making that long trip through Jutland. We save eight hours."

"Yes," I agreed, "nothing like slipping in the back door."

And being new to it then, and being very conscious of certain letters I carried, and of the power implied in the documents which I knew he carried, I wondered what the frontier guard would do. During the two hours we ferried from the Danish shore the passengers talked in a troubled way

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