Dakota County herald. (Dakota City, Neb.) 1891-1965, April 18, 1918, Image 7

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ANY hnve told of the deeds of tho de
stroyer men, for the exploits of those
who drlvo the swift war bonta
to their double task of slaying and
saving makes line and Joyous tolling.
To the credit of the killers of tho U
boats and guardians of the eonvov lot
it bo said that n half of tho splendid talo has
not yet been told.
Tho men of the lean hunter craft are tho pick
of tho navy and their ships come close to be
ing the best in the world. They know It, their
countrymen know it, and Frlta of tho submarine
is learning it to his own sorrow.
Much honor ts also paid to the men of tho
grand fleet the bluejackets who are waiting at
-some unnamed sea rendezvous for a chance to
.loose the destruction of their great guns upon
the ships of Wilhelm, sea lord of the Kiel canal.
These are our buckler, and our shield. They
man tho first lino of tho nation's defense. They
-are fighters, skilled In their appointed tasks, and
eager for that battle that they believe cannot
be so fnr off now.
No one tells of their brethren of the trans
port service. Only the brief official announce
ment gives their history, and this comes but
Tnrely. Occasionally the powers at Washing
ton lift the curtain of secrecy that hangs be
tween our coast line and tho Atlantic to an
nounce that troops have been landed to an un
mentloned number at an unnamed port in France.
Only once so far has it named tho ships that car
ried those troops.
To the average American mind tho transports
leave our shores and reach tlioeo of Prance, and
-that is all there Is to it.
There Is much more. Most of tills prolmbly
will never bo told. The endless chain of ships,
"most of them bnllt in Germany, that carry
men and supplies to the immediate rear of tho
war. and then return for more, havo no his
tory. Yet the history Is there, latent and waiting
for birth. The fate of America's part In tho
war, perhaps tho fate of the war itself, rests
on tho blue-jumpered shoulders of the transport
men. Their business Is not to fight, unless cor
nered. Their task Is not to defend so much as
-to evade. They are responsible for the lives of
thousands of temporarily helpless soldiers. They
and their ship play a desperate game of tag, In
which every U-boat tho kaiser owns is "It" and
they and their vessel tho lone and unhappy tagee.
Day by day they come and day by day they go,
and of their doings only tho high lords of the
navy know. Peril of storm and torpedo are
theirs. Unrelnxed vigilance and eternal wenri
Tness arc their duty. And they are doing their
-work. They are getting tho men across. Up
to the time this was written, no transport fly
ing the Stars and Stripes and carrying her pre
clous load of men and munitions to Franco has
lost In her deadly game of tag. Tho Tuscanla, it
should bo remembered, was a British ship.
That is what the men of tho transport serv
ice, most of whom enlisted to fight and were
chosen to run, are doing, now they are doing it
Is only a partly told tale, caught here nnd there
from letters sent homo from French ports by
pallors-) from descriptions of tho trip oer "Over
'There" recounted by soldiers, recovered from tho
terrible qualms of seasickness and filled with
a new-found gratitude and admiration for their
Ibrothers in the navy blue who brought them safe
ly across.
Let us call her the Ilamapo, because that Isn't
Jior name. Let us say still further that she wns
formerly, before sho hauled down the red,
white nnd black and hoisted the Stars and Stripes,
the Fuerst Adolph, whig! she wasn't, and one of
tho crack liners In the Germun merchant ma
Tine, which sho was.
In tho dusk of a winter afternoon sho sllp
iped down the river and out to sea, unobtruslvo
In her war paint Several ' thousand troops
svero in tho "troop spaces" below decks.
The troops were all kept below while the trans
port slowly slipped down the stream and tho
shores prow blurred behind her, Then her en
;glncs quickened. Her low made Its first curtsey
to the ominous Atlantic swell, nnd sho wns on
her way across. From now on, for day on day,
n torpedo rightly plncert might enuso a greater
loss than tho attack of an army corps ashore.
Down In tho troop spaces soldiers were singing
to keep up their courage. In the quarters of a
megro regiment nt least n hundred crap games
were already In progress. Up In the crow's
TiP.st) lads only a few times at hon were already
on the watch for submarines and seeing peri
scopes in every wave top.
That night, the htorm hit them.
All through tho night, the section on wntch
Imd no -time for penceful thought. They pro
gressed puss-ln-the-cornor fashion ncross tho
leaving decks In the Inky darkness, making fast
davits that were wrenching free with tho roll
tng, securing a hundred different objects that
strove to burst away.
The phosphorescence of the wave tops was to
only light thoy aaw. Save for two or three ex
ceptlons thero was absolutely no illumination on
fhe boat.
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Far up on the two mnsts, switching back and
forth ncross the sky In great arcs, were the foro
and main tops tho "crow's nests." In each of
these four men were stationed tho eyes of tho
vessel. In n pent house at tho foot of each
mast dwelt tho commanders of tho foro and aft
guns, In constant communication with tho look
outs above.
Dawn broke over a thousand ranges of gray,
rolling mountains. Behind the Itnmapo, two oth
er transports ducked and graBhcd through tho
waves. Before her the bulk of an armored
crnlser showed now nnd again through tlw foam.
Waves were breaking over her all tho time. She
plowed straight through. Sometimes to tho men
on the Itnmapo it seemed as though only her fun
nels and masts wero above the sea.
The first night, when the Itamapo behaved more
like n drunken acrobat than a stately ship, was
merely tho forerunner of worse things to come.
All winter, storms havo rnngod up and down tho
sea lanes of the Atlantic. Calm days on tho
trip across are always n rarity In December, Jan
uary and February. This year they have been
unique.
There were windstorms when the vessel rolled
in an arc of 82 degrees. Thero were days of ice
when tho sprqy froze wherever It struck nnd men
came off watch, cased In mnlh There were days
of snow that lashed tho lookouts' faces llko
whips. Thero were days of tremendous seas that
reached up CO feet from tho water lino to rip
lifeboats from their davits.
, Thero was little time free of hard work and no
leisure for tho seamen. To sleep ono had to
clutch tho sides of Ills bunk, and usunlly when
he relaxed as slumber overtook him, ho fell out
with a dismal crash.
Day and night, they fought tho seas, making
fast, repairing, defending their vessel against tho
unending ussault of the waves.
A petty officer was going through tho mess
hall, progressing cautiously, never letting go of
one stable object until he had grasped another,
when his grip slipped. Ho wns thrown the whole
length of the hall, and wns carried a limp piece
of bloody wreckage to the sick bay.
Thoy had to operate to save his life, tho sur
geon said. Thnt In a storm that was making tho
Ilamapo lehnvo llko nn outlaw horse. But tho
navy cares for Its. own and they operated, and
the man Is still alive. Tho wind was from tho
north and wns making tho ship roll terribly. They
'turned her bow Into the' galo and faced Into It
for two hours, becnuso tho motion thnt way was
easier.
The cruiser and her convoy passed on down
over tho horizon. The storm got worse. For
two hours the Itnmapo steamed slowly Into Its
teeth, alone on tho ocean, sho nnd her thousands
of men wnltlng, while In the operating room the
surgeon balanced himself to the, more regular
plunge of tho vessel nnd saved the man's life.
The ordeal of tho never-ending series of storms
wns sulllclont to try men's souls, occupied by
other worry. But over tho Ilamapo hung nn
,othor threat the menace that envelops any ves
sel thnt faces out ncross the Atlnntlc.
"Watchful waiting" the men of tho Itumnpo
grow to know the true Inward agony of tho
word. Always to watch. To stand for a four
hour watch In tho crow's nest until your eyes
nched from scanning tho battling waves for tho
sight of tho white perlscopo trail. To tread tho
deck, your cars ever strained for the dull boom
below that might tell of a torpedo driven homo.
To sleep, with one-hnlf of you wide awake, ready
to jump to your appointed post while tho vessel
dropped swiftly nwny beneath your foot.
Tho thing got them. For tho first day or so
they talked nnd Joked about It. Then Into the
talking camo n note of defiance, as though each
man wero tolling his fellows that ho wasn't
nfrald. Then they stopped talking about It en
tirely. Then one morning tho section thnt nwoko to
the twitter of tho boatswain's pipe caught a new
emphasis in the old navy cry:
"Third section on deck, relieve wheel, lookout,
speed cone and ninmunltlon."
Especially the lookout. They had reached tho
far-flung limit of the war zone.
Tho llanmpo nnd her consorts and the nrmored
cruiser wero nil zlg-zngglng now. Nnvy men
know how long after n vessel has been sighted
It tnkes to aim und dlschnrgo a torpedo. Say
that It takes five minutes. Every four minutes
the vessels changed their courses, dodging back
pnd forth from nn unseen foe that might not bo
tlv:re at olL interminably.
GASTQRIA
The lookouts wero ordered to report every
thing they saw. Not a bit of driftwood or a
patch of floating seaweed wns to be missed. Al
most every nilnute n call enmo down from tho
tops to tho foro or aft gtin control.
All at once down the speaking tube to tho
forward flro control camo nn excited volco:
"Foro top, foro top, foro top."
"Aye, ajx?, fore top."
"Steamer nt 185 degrees; range, 2,000 yards.
"Aye, aye, fore top."
There was a steamer, and she was coming
down fast, smoko boiling out of her single stack,
her bow driving white bursts of foam along nhcad
of her. The cruiser charged toward her. Tho
i gun crows on the Ilamapo wero fighting to bring
their pieces to bear.
"It's a German raider," tho whisper ran nnouc
the ship.
"Sho hove to only a few hundred yards
away," relates a member of tho crew. "All of our
guns were on ber. You could see their gray muz
zles rise and dip ns tho ship rolled and the gun
pointers held them tree on their mark. All at
onoo I ronlized I loved those guns nnd tho men who
were handling them. It wns funny I'd never
thought of them at nil before. Now they eocmed
to be the biggest tiling In tho world to mo."
There wns a sudden gasp of relief all over tho
ship. The tramp had broken out tho British flag.
On her bridge someone was semaphoring fran
tically. The Ilamapo men picked up tho hysteri
cal message.
"Submarine encountered ono lwur direct oast.
Believe It Is pursuing. Advise caution."
Tlen tho smoke came bursting from her fun
nel again and sho went blundering on lrcr way over
the sea, llko a frightened duck.
"Then all nt once n whisper ran through tho shin.
It wns repeated ns those on the walls of Luck
now must hnve told of tho advancing British col
umn. Tho destroyers wero coming. Somowhero
out of thnt gray, cruel sea the American war boats
were sweeping down on tho convoy. Our destroy
ers, our men, they were coming to soo their breth
ren safe through tho war zone.
"I shall never forget tho way they came. It was
n gray afternoon, when the maintop reported tho
flicker of a blinker signaling far out over tho
waves. We didn't sec them when thoy came. They
seemed Do materialize suddenly out of nothing.
"All at once, wo snw the first one. She wns only
n few hundred ynrds off our bows, nnd wo had to
watch her closely to see her at all. That sounds
foolish; but It Is literal fact. She wns camou
flaged streaked and dotted and splnshed in a
dozen colors, nnd she melted away Into iho back
ground of the sen as though she weren't mnde of
steel, but of mist.
"Then wo realized that they wero all around
us. Eight of them. All dappled nnd harlequin
patterned, nil practically Invisible nt half a mile.
"Their flagship hung for a moment on a wave,
then there was u spurt of white nt her stern nnd
sho came flying down on us. There wns no foam
by the bow. There was no smoke from the short,
rakish funnels, only the quiver of hent from her
oil flres. She slipped through tho water llko a
fish, and as she pnssed us, slim, high bred, with
her razor bow nnd her lean curving flanks, driv
ing through the wnter like an express train, with
no visible effort and ns smoothly ns n canoe, sho
broke out the Amcrlcnn flag on her stern. Wo
br.ike out ours, nnd thnt was our greeting that
nnd tho yells of the soldiers who wero acting llko
madmen. As she flashed by we caught a glimpse
of her guns, all cleared for action and tho depth
bombs ready nt her f-teni, Ono of her men, bin
feet braced to her roll, looked up nt us, grinned
nnd then yawned. We knew that was only show
ing off. He couldn't Miamo tho troops by be
ing blnse. They acted like a hunch of kids."
Tho worst of tho war zono was ahead of them,
but thoy didn't worry nny longer. They knew tho
destroyers were on the watch. Thoy ranged hero
and there. They shot nwny for a mllo or ho and
ennio back to swim circles nhout them. They
were all new boats tho best ever built. Tho
British will tell you so, too. They aro modeling
their new boats on ours.
Tho submarine couldn't trouble tlw transports'
men now. If ono started to worry, nil he had
to do was to look over the side, and the picture of
the destroyers, running the hills of tho hea llko
hounds, wns full comfort to him.
A few days Inter tho Itnmapo and her consorts
woro shepherded by the destroyers Into tho har
bor of "A I'ort In Franco"
"Tho troops stood nt tho rail nnd cheered and
laughed and hhouted, but we didn't. Wo wero too
tired, just plain worn out. Anyone who has been
on n transport's crow knows all there Is to know
nhout the agony of anticipation. Wo Just sat
and looked tit the green hills and tho green roofs
and tho green waters of tho bay, and presently
those who weren't on wntch went to their bunks
and hud a good sleep.
"Thoy had brought their men ncross snfe, which
has como to be a hnblt of tho trunsixn-t Horvlce.
Somehow, I wus glnd that they put mo on a trans
port, Instead of a dreadnaught. It seems as
though wo woro doing moro to help win tho war,
somehow, oven If no on wver boars about ua." '
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NEIGHBORS COME IN FORCE
Their General Calling Rather a Mat
ter of Surprise Until Little Etta
Explained Things.
Little Ettn and her- parents hnd
moved Into a new neighborhood, and
the child had expressed tho hopo to
her mother that tho now neighbors
would be friendly nnd call on them
soon. Mother assented and expressed
tho snme hopo. Baking day arrived
the latter part of tho week, and moth
er baked tho customnry cake and
broad nnd rolls.
In the afternoon, much to her sur
prise, n number of tho neighbors ar
rived In a sort of tako-lMor-grnnted,
expectant manner. Little Etta ap
peared on tho scene und was greeted
moro like n friend thnn n stranger.
Tho delight nnd satisfaction alio
evinced over tho preseneo of tho vis
itors puzzled her mother, fond of com
pany ns she know the child te be. Ono
word brought another until the fujl
explanation cninc forth: Etta had
broken n plcco of mother's cake, as It
stood "cooling" under a paper on tho
pnntry tnble, early In tho nfternoon
while mother wns tnklng a nap up
Btalrs. Sho visited tho homes of
neighbors and gave them a plcco of
cake, saying sho wanted them to como
over nnd sec her nnd bo friendly with
her.
"And my mamma wants you to come
and callvou her, too," sho hnd ndded
Innocently nnd persuasively, tho call
ers explained to the surprised nnd em
hnrrnsscd hostess.
TH OtNTAUH OOMMHV, NKW YORK OtTt.
SAVED SOLDIER FOR FRANCE
The Kalser'a Dream.
"The kaiser's dream," snld n sena
tor the other day, "wns a dream of
world domination, but ho has already
begun to experlcnco n rude awaken
ing. "The kaiser Is now In exactly tho
same position as Wnsh White. Farmer
Cornelius Husk heard a noise in his
chicken house ono night, tiptoed down
with n shotgun, and discovered Wash
In tho act of filling a burlap bag with
chickens.
" 'Wash, you rascal, what tiro you
doing thero?' fcnld Corny Husk.
'"It's all right, sail,' Wnsh replied,
'I'm hero on account of n dream I llad,
sah.'
"'A dream? You black scoundrel,
what tiro you tnlklng nhout?'
" 'Well, snh,' said Wash, I dreamed
I was goln' to have chicken fo' dinner
tomorrow; but I see now It huln't
true.' "
Sympathy of American Red Cross
Woman Worker Restored Lost
Courage to Downcast Pollu.
Forbes Watson, driving nn nmbu
lnnco in France, dropped into ono of
tho canteens which tho American Bod
Cross is operating In Franco ono eve
ning, ho says In the Red Cross Mngn
zlno: "Opposite mo wns n Pollu with th
saddest face I havo ever seen. IIu
spoke to no one. Some personal losa
hung over him, too poignant for mo to
approach. He took away his bowl for
some more coffee, nnd nt a counter
which hnd become n little less con
gested I snw him In conversation with
ono of tho Amcrlcnn women, no talk
ed to her as ho never would havo
tnlkcd to n man, becnuso she knew
how to tnlk to him. Later I asked her
his story. Ho had lost four brothers
In tho war, the youngest recently.
"Two weeks Inter ho wrote her n
letter telling her thnt her sympathy
had torn apart tho black veil that
seemed to havo settled down forever
botween him nnd life. And he wrote
simply to thank her for having given
hlra bnck tho courage to go on. 'Vivo
l'Unlon Frnnco-Amerlcnlno I' ho wrote.
Wns It nn exaggeration to Bay that
these Amcrlcnn lied Cross women nro
the front ranks of our diplomacy?"
Camouflage Saves Rabbit.
On tho prairies of Kansas camou
flage Is being mnde uso of by tho Kan
sas Jnckrabblt. Two residents can
testify that nt lenst ono "Jnck" in Bar
ton county owes his llfo to tho fact
that he knew the value of this nrt.
The two men were hunting on a farm
near hero when close at hand n Rus
sian thistle Jumped up nnd stnrtcd off
ncross the pasturu tit a 2:40 gnit.
When tho thistle hnd got out of
range, a rabbit emerged from Its pro
tecting cover nnd loped off nonchal
antly, while to tho bewildered hunters
slowly camo tho realization thnt they
had been victims of n clover camou
flage on tho part of n western Kansas
Jnckrabblt. New York World.
Her Good Taste.
"Say, listen!" uttered Clnudlne ot
tho rapid-fire restaurant. "The for
tune teller told me lust night thnt 1
was going to be married next month."
"Geo!" breathed Helolso of tho
snmo establishment. Who to?"
"Aw, I didn't think It wns just ex
actly proper to ask his name. You see,
I ain't got my divorce from Sliver yet."
Kansas City Star.
Quite True.
"They say the packers aro prepar
ng to mnko a corner in eggs."
"What a plot to hatch."
Heroic Rescue.
Father Come right out In tho back
yard, my son; I'll make you see ittirs.
Son Are you going to make tin
American fing, father?
Father What do you mean, you
young rascal?
Son Why, I'm going to provide tho
stnrs, whllo you furnish the stripes.
Father (fnlllng on his neck) Where
did you Inherit this brilliancy? Oft
with your coat, son, I must savo you
or perish In the attempt.
Paternal Piquancy.
"Sny, pop, do airplanes light in tho
wnr zone?"
"No, my son; thoy fight In tho
ozone."
They love their land because It Is
their own, and scorn to glvo aught oth
er reason w hy. Hallock.
What has becomo of tho good old
stock of meii who went through the
school of hnrd knocks?
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