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July 9, 1918: Don Martin reports on German prisoners' unmailed letters

Don Martin diary entry for Tuesday, July 9, 1918
Went out alone. Went to Second division, then to the Twenty-eighth division headquarters in a hunting chateau east of La Ferte. Got good story of what Americans did in a small battle. Wrote short cable.

        Don Martin got to see captured unmailed letters from German prisoners and on July 9 wrote a dispatch about three of them, which was published in the Paris Herald on July 10.
PRISONERS’ MAIL TAKEN BY AMEXES 
IS ENLIGHTENING
"Here There Is a Terrible Mix-Up Because We Are Faced by Americans."
(SPECIAL TELEGRAM TO THE HERALD.)
By DON MARTIN.
WITH THE AMERICAN ARMIES, Tuesday. [July 9]
               From German prisoners taken by the Americans more than 200 unposted letters recently came into the possession of officers of the American army. Some of them contained information which the authorities were glad to get. Many contained stories of hardships at home as well as on the battlefront. A few sounded the keynote of Prussianism—of victory and the achievement of all the German aims. Some indicated a constantly weakening morale of the Germans in the fighting line. By far the greater majority show that the German hope of complete victory has steadily waned and that the German soldier is tired of war. In none was there any suggestion that the Germans are contrite after their four years of savagery and rapine.
               While conditions in Germany are very evidently not satisfactory to the civil population, and while the privations are wearying some of the folks at home, it is a fair assumption from the statements contained in the letters that Germany is by no means as badly off as the world was led to believe and that she is able to continue the war for a long time if she wills.
               The letters which I have been permitted to see were written during the closing days of June. The soldiers had done their writing at odd moments, and in most instances the letters were incomplete. Here are parts of them: —
               "Here there is a terrible mix-up because we have Americans directly opposite us. The Frenchmen have already made stone piles out of our place. At night they always come over and try to penetrate our lines, which you have often read in the papers. I am northwest of Château-Thierry, the village which I have underlined on the map. But as long as my machine-gun still works they will not get near me. They will have to hop along like frogs in the grass when a mowing machine approaches.
                "This night there was lots doing again, but they did not succeed in accomplishing anything. Nothing but dead and bloody noses did they receive. There is no use of thinking of any sleep at night. It is now almost three weeks that we have never closed an eye during the night, and during the day it is about the same, which is a colossal hardship.
               "At the beginning we had plenty of potatoes and meat. As long as they lasted we killed off cows and goats, but now that has come to an end. It is also difficult to cook because the houses are all destroyed, and as soon as the enemy sees any smoke or firelight the artillery starts an awful racket. So we will have to get along as best we can. The food which we receive from the rolling kitchens is miserable. I really do not know what the end will be to all of these efforts.
               "I am also looking anxiously toward the time when we will be relieved here, because there is no heritage to be sought in the woods beyond. It is awful misery when one must see that all of these nice things which the people have patiently gathered by hard labor of their ten fingers are kicked around and all shot up and broken to pieces. When I look at it in this light it makes me sad—"
Only One Left of His Squad.
                A letter from Private —, of the — German Division (I have the name, but it is not to be used), says: —
               "I am now on another front, where the main offensive took place, near Château-Thierry, on the Marne. I received a postal to-day from my brother. Now we have two soldiers in the family. I hope he will not have to go to the front.
               "Here all sorts of things are happening. You cannot imagine it. Of my squad I am the only one left. The others are all wounded or dead, and, believe me, I wish that all this nonsense would soon come to an end, because we all have a noseful. It is terrible to see all that has been destroyed and how much wheat and corn is trodden under foot. We have had plenty of wine to drink, but even that was connected with great danger to life. We have to carry the wine in sprinkling cans to the front trench.
               "If you could only come once and see how everything has been destroyed and knocked to pieces. We live mostly in holes. I believe that I will soon obtain a leave, for I have already been a soldier for ten months, which is a long time. But what good does it do when one has to wait until one's turn, and that may be a long way off?"
               Here is an extract from a third letter written by a private in the — German regiment: —
              "There is no thought of leave because we have had such great losses. Half of my company has been put out of action because we are now in a very bad position apparently. If this misery would only end!"
              The destruction of crops and property, which the authors so feelingly describe, is all, it should be noted, taking place in France. There has been no devastation in Germany and the Germans are responsible for all the desolation in the war-stricken zones of France.
             Don Martin wrote a dispatch on July 9 with more details about the American fighting on July 6. It was published in the New York Herald on Wednesday, July 10.
HOW AMERICANS AIDED FRENCH 
IN MARNE SECTOR
Instances of Individual Prowess in Battle 
Related by Don Martin
SERGEANT AS GUNNER COVERS THE ADVANCE
Private Dubosky Climbs a Tree to Find Hun Sniper 
and Bayonets His Man
By Don Martin
Special Correspondent of the Herald with the American Armies in France
 [Special Cable to the Herald]
WITH THE AMERICAN ARMIES IN FRANCE, Tuesday [July 9]
               I now am permitted to give more details of the part played by the American volunteers, who fought shoulder to shoulder with the French last Saturday [July 6] in the Marne sector. Their conduct in this engagement brought enthusiastic tributes to them from their French companions in arms.
               Sergeant William H. Felix, after the crew of an automatic rifle has been disabled, took possession of the gun. Calling to a private to bring up ammunition to it, he said: --
              “Follow with the ammunition; I will do the rest.”
              Supplied with cartridges by the private, Sergeant Felix planted himself in the rushes in front of the American trench and covered the advance of the balance of the platoon. His act was one of the bravest that has been recorded in this fighting.
             Another instance of bravery shown by our men was when a detachment of privates led by corporals attacked and destroyed a heavy machine gun.
             Many privates have been commended by their officers for courageously attacking enemy machine gun positions in trees and routing the gunners.
              I now am able to say that Private Michael Dubosky, who climbed a tree after one of these German machine gunners, bayonetted him despite the fact that the enemy was protected by an armor.
             The ferocity of the attack of the Americans and the French was shown in a statement by a German prisoner who was a member of a group of thirty-eight captured by a lieutenant. 
            “Thirty-eight men is all that is left of my entire company,” he said.

            An American private told me a weird story of a part of the fighting. He said that he had shot a German machine gunner whom he saw in a tree. After firing six shots at him he was sure he had struck his man. When the deluge of machine bullets had ceased, he climbed the tree to see what had happened to the man he had shot. When he reached the silenced gun, he found the enemy tied to the branches. He was not a prisoner made secure to the gun. He was firmly tied there so that he would not fall out after he had been killed.

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