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THE BEE: OMAHA, WEDNESDAY. MAY 1, 1918. GERMANS SUFFER BITTER DEFEAT IN KEMMEL AREA Allies Inflict Bloodiest Repulse Yet Experienced by Ene my; British and French Stand Firm. London (Via Ottawa), April 30. The correspondents with the Brit ish army agree that the enemy yes terday suffered nothing less than a iisastrous defeat. It was the first phase of the battle n his desperate attempt to capture :he line of hills held by the allies, which endanger his possession of Mont Kemmel. The Germans have wobably used 13 divisions from the tast of Ypres southward in line of battle, with two more northward, and the violence of the gun fire was never greater of more unceasing at any. eriod of the war. The successful allied defense made the day the bloodiest yet experienced by the enemy, as attack after attack was smashed by artillery and infantry fire. The Germans had already suf fered heavily on Sunday, when their concentrations, of troops were caugtn and shattered by gun fire. Their waves yesterday were mowed down and the British wings and French center neither bent nor broke. SHELLPROOF MACK A Common Soldier's Recital of Thrilling Adventures in the Terrific Struggle for World Democracy By ARTHUR JAMES M'KAY. (Copyright IMS, by Small, Mynrd Co.. Inc.) Arthur James McKay, "Shellproof Mack," of Scotch-Irish parentage, was destined by his parent, who lived at Northampton, Mass., for the priest hood. His spirit was too adventurous for a career of that character, however, and after his graduation from the military school at Norwich, Mass, he became an actor, and finally a movie producer. He weighed less than 100 pounds, and at the sinking of the Lusitania he felt sure that this country would en gage immediately in war with Ger many. He was disappointed, and, pen niless, he went to England on a horse boat and, after several rejections, finally got into one of the bantam regiments of the British army. He underwent a period of training and passed his first night in the French trenches under harrowing experiences. After the first trip over the top he was wounde". and applied for dis charge on ground of being an Ameri can citizen. He tore up papers and re turned to front The nickname, "Shell proof Mack," was given because of his immunity from shell shock. After some time Mack was seriously wounded by shrapnel and forced to seek a dressing room by going "cross lots" to the rear, no communication trenches being handy. A wound received while seeking the dressing station necessitated the plac ing of a silver plate in Mack's head and shortly after his recovery he was shot through the thigh by a "type writer" while carrying stores in the rear of the trenches. This was his fourth wound. Mack declared that "It's a great life and you can't weak en" and went back. CHAPTER IX. My Nickname and How I Got It. Last Christmas Eve, just after I got home to America, I was sitting with a bunch ot fellows and one of them said, "Come on, Mack, Tell us a nice cheerful Christmas Eve story about the trenches." It was a large order and it couldn't be done; for Christmas Eve in the trenches is rarely a pleasant occasion. Friti sends over too many Christmas presents. To rear there may be good food and merriment and rejoicing of a sort, but not up there in the front line. I have spent one Christmas on the firing line and it was not pleasant. There is very little Christian spirit in the trenches at any time, and rather less on Christmas Eve than at any other season. Still and all, the British Tommy is cheerful always. He finds the heart to make light of his troubles when they are the heaviest. So I am going to set down the thing that happened to me Christmas Eve, 1916; and if it reads like the story of a railroad wreck it has, at least, the merit of being true and absolutely without (camouflage. And I am glad that I was able on that night to accept the happening in the spirit of irrepressi ble good nature that is the outstand ing characteristic of the London Cockney. Without wanting to get over-personal I think I may say that I am a true Cockney. When I left the United States I was an American, born and bred here. When I en listed in London they told me that I was an Irishman. After two years with the 23d battalion of the London regiment I found I was a Cockney of Cockneys; and I suppose I shall re main so until American life remod els me again. Well, to resume. When I began, all hands insisted that there must have been something happen to me on Christmas dav or on the night he fore and that I ought to tell it. Which I did. And I am setting down here the yarn that I told then of how I came by my nickname in the batt where I was known to officers and men -s "Old Shellproof." December, 1916, our batt was lying up at Dominion camp, near Popper inghe, about eight miles behind the lines and about six miles from Ypres. We had been on this sector ever since October, when we had been moved up after the Big Push (that's the battle of the Somme, you know). During those months we had been in and out from the trenches at Hill 60, taking over for a week and then coming out to the Dominion camp billets for a week of rest. Along about the 19th or the 20th of December rumors began going around that we were to go in for Christmas. We had been in billets for only five days and there was the usual grousing. There is no place like the army for rumors. The aver age battalion has got the average stwing circle beat seven ways for gossip. You can hear anything that you want to listen to; so when the bad news came we all hoped for the best and trusted to luck that there might be nothing in it. This time it happened to be right and rumor ped lers had the real story. On the morn ing of the 21st we got orders to take over Hill 60 for 10 days, to be followed by 10 more days in support. The weather was just like spring in New England, warm and sticky, especially sticky, with mud up to the knees in most places and up to the ankles everywhere. We spent the whole day cleaning equipment and grousing. We had one old fellow in my platoon named Tuffnell, who had been in the service from the begin ning and who had never had a leave. I call Tuffnell old. He was 40; and that is well along for a soldier. He had just had bad news from home, and thought sure that he would get a furlough for Christmas. But he didn't and was well discouraged. There is a lot that seems like injustice, but it is all for the great cause, and a chap has to take it with a grin. Old Tuff found it hard, and ht couldn't heln showing it. The rest of us kept more cheerful than we had any right to be, and there was a lot of joking and horse play when we fell in at 6 o'clock for the eight-mite hike. It is a queer thing about Tommy that he smothers his grouch and starts joshing the min ute he gets in action, no matter how cross he had seemed a little while before. There was a lot of talk among us about the turkey dinner we would have in the trenches, and some cheerful betting that some of us would never eat another Christmas dinner in the line or out. According to custom we got away by companies at about 15-minute in tervals. We marched this way until we got to the outskirts of what had been the city of Ypres, where we broke up into platoons and wen! along that way until we hit the duck walls, about two miles from the front line, where we went single file. I have been through Ypres many times and never got entirely hardened to the frightfulness of war as shown by the desolation there. Here was a town of at least 30,000 or 40,000 peo ple one great hopeless ruin. Judging from the remains of the old Cloth hall and the cathedral and of the many churches it must have been very beautiful; and here in two short years the labor and art work of centuries was reduced to broken junk. After passing Ypres and getting on the duck boards on this particular night we were supposed to go quietly, as Fritz was busy and the shells whistled overhead all the time, and the typewriter were sending over plenty of bullets; we were still in a mood for kidding, however, in pite of the danger, and every few minutes somebody would fall off the boards with a clatter of equipment and all hands would holler, "Hurrool There goes Clubfoot Dean." Clubfoot was one of those fellows that fall over their own shadows in the daytime and can't keep their foot ing it all night. He was a nuisance. Nobody wanted to march behind him. because every time he went down the fellow behind would pile up, too. It was worse to march in front, because he always made out to thump the man ahead when he took his header. We used to threaten to shoot GUub- foot and wished him all kinds of bad luck; but he was dangerproof and never seemed to get hurt by bullet or anything else. Well, in spile of old Clubfoot, we got up to the front trench and relieved the other batt. We tried to pump them as usual, as we wanted to know who were in front of us the Prus sians, the Bavarian or the Saxon. A usual we got mighty little informa tion beyond laying that it had been quiet and to look out for the sniper. It was alway the way. When yon THREE MOOES KILLED IN FIGHT WITH SUBMARINE American Steamer Chincha Beats Off U-Boat Attack in Thrilling Battle; Several Seamen Injured. Washington, April 30. Three mem ber of the American steamer Chin cha' crew were killed, the Navy de partment announced today, in the ship' fight ith a submarine March 21. Previous reports had said teveral men were injured, but made no men. tion of any having been killed. The Chinch beat off the submarine after firing about 30 thot. One thot from the mmarine (truck the Chin cha aft, killing Seaman A. S. Ed ward of Augusta, Ga, and two other not named. Oa January 18 the Chincha escaped from a submarine and the armed guard wa commended by Secretary Daniel for a excellent work at the time. are being relieved you ere in a harry to go. If the German get on to the fact that a change U taking place, thev will make it a noint n ahull blaze out of the approaches and the tenow gomg out get it good. So they want to go quick and they have n't anv time to swao Ilea with the relief. 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