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August 6, 1918: Don Martin reports some grisly details from his tour at front

Don Martin diary entry for Tuesday, August 6, 1918: 
Went out with Forest of the [New York] Tribune. Went through many villages which have been practically destroyed by shellfire from the French and Americans. German debris everywhere. Saw miles of abandoned ammunition, machinery, etc. Forest a little timid about getting near the front. Insisted on taking back roads which was rather disappointing to me. Got caught in fierce rain and wind storm. Rode eight hours in an automobile. Had luncheon in an officer’s’ mess in Tardenois. Got back to Meaux at 6:30 p.m. Wrote a column story for Paris and about 1,000 words cable for New York. Am getting a bit weary of the work. It requires constant application and endless travelling. This in addition to the dangers of being hours on roads which the Germans shell. Went to a chateau which the Germans had defiled and practically ruined. They are a fine lot of vandals.
              Don Martin’s lengthy dispatch about what he had witnessed in his long day on the road, dated Tuesday, was published in the New York Herald on Wednesday, August 7, 1918.
PRUSSIAN GUARD BUILT UP WITH THIRD RATE TROOPS AFTER THEIR FATAL MEETING WITH AMERICANS
Don Martin Learns Huns Are Sending 
Their Wounded Back to Line
24 DIVISIONS PUT OUT SINCE JULY 18
Unmistakable Evidence of Waning Man Power 
Discovered on Dead and Captured Enemies
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
          Three important discoveries have just been made by the Allies as a result of new statements by German prisoners, the examination of battlefields and documents found on the bodies of dead German officers.
          The first of these is that the enemy now is using third-rate soldiers to replace the crack Prussian Guards, thus proving that he is hard up for men.
          The second discovery is that the German wounded are being sent back into the line, thus further confirming the fat that the German manpower is waning.
          The third fact is that out of the seventy-three divisions used in the fighting on the Soissons-Rheims salient since July 15—of which number forty-eight divisions were composed of the very best troops in the Hun armies—at least twenty-four divisions (about 324,000 men) now are ineffective. This proves, at least, that Germany will require a considerable time to rest her forces and reorganize them before she will be able to undertake any other large operations.
A “Nose Full of War”
          Among the prisoners captured by the American troops recently were four Poles and one Alsatian, who said that they had been fighting with the Fourth Prussian Guard, which, they declared, was terribly short of men. Indeed, so short is this supposedly crack organization that Poles and men of other nationalities are being used to fill up the gaps in the lines. Many of these prisoners declared that German troops assert that “the Prussians have a nose full of German fog,” the nose evidently referring to the war.
          While we do not now get copies of the German newspapers, I am convinced for obvious reasons that they continue to lie about the situation, especially with regard to the use of submarines against allied shipping and American troop movements and also with regard to the strength of the American armies in France. The word has spread throughout the entire German army that the Americans on the battlefront are merciless, and that they kill and torture the prisoners they take. The very same reports are circulated in the German ranks with regard to our men as were said of the British troops at the beginning of the conflict. These reports are absolutely false, although I can truthfully say that the American soldiers are not mollycoddles. One German said:--“We do not want the newspapers to know that they lie.”
          Statements made to us by German prisoners and from documents found on them and on the dead indicate that the German troops are as loyal to the Kaiser as they ever were, but that they now are becoming more and more doubtful of the final outcome, seeing as they do the shadow of defeat hovering over them and their armies, instead of the glow of victory, which cheered them on until the Americans arrived on the front and the tide of battle turned in favor of the Allies.
General Foch Fooled Hun
          It is now known that the allied offensive bewildered the German high command. Their secret service fixed General Foch’s attack to begin on June 14 in a sector east of Rheims. The German General Staff prepared to meet the blow there, and, placing its best divisions along that line and in readiness to meet the allied thrust, waited. When no blow was struck by General Foch at the time anticipated by the enemy he rearranged his divisions there and along the entire line. While he was engaged in this shifting process the French and the Americans struck, catching the enemy in the midst of confusion, and his soldiers were made ashamed and discouraged at the failure of the vaunted genius of Von Hindenburg.
          One of the most important features of the situation to-day unquestionably is in the very great superiority of the allied artillery. Again last week this superiority was demonstrated, and still again by the paths of destruction which the French and American guns blazed all along the way between the Ourcq and the Vesle. In the intensity of their artillery fire the Germans hitherto were equal to this when they were seeking to open a road to a definite destination. All of this, however, is changed now, since American artillery, backed up by the wonderful accuracy of American gunners, got into the fighting and with the French obtained the mastery.
          I started out from the war correspondents’ headquarters this afternoon and visited a section of the front just south of the Vesle. I followed along the path over which a savage barrage had been placed by the Franco-American gunners. In this stretch of the front many Germans had been hidden in machine gun nests which were stretched within three hundred feet of the edge of a wood. This entire section of the front now is a series of holes and craters with an average depth of nineteen feet and thirty feet in diameter. I found them an equal distance apart along an entire half mile of the front.
The Movement of the Barrage
          The barrage, first laid down within a hundred feet of the front machine gun nests, crept forward in jumps of fifty feet right straight up to the wood, meanwhile churning up the ground around the nests and the nests themselves, and hurling gunners and their ammunition up in the air and about the pits as if it were a terrible and most disastrous earthquake. Indeed, this wood was uprooted, trees were tossed about and huge rocks, each of them weighing many tons, were knocked about like paper houses. A barracks was wrecked and battered into a thousand fragments.
          The Franco-American troops advanced in the wake of this barrage, passing over the bodies of many German dead, men killed by the barrage.
          At another place I saw further ghastly evidence of the fighting in this sector and the way in which some of the German troops, left to protect the retreat of the main armies of the Crown Prince, remained in their pits of death, operating their machine guns and automatic rifles and spurting leaden hail in the direction of our advancing troops.
          In one of these pits I saw a dead German soldier with an automatic rifle, empty, still in position, the butt against his shoulder. Its chamber was empty; the last cartridge had been fired before he died. Stretched out beside him was his comrade, who evidently had been killed by a rifle shot.
His Last Bullets Find Targets
          The man who still was in position with the automatic at his shoulder apparently had exhausted his own supply of ammunition, and when his comrade fell he seized the latter’s automatic rifle and continued to fire at our advancing lines. Two French soldiers lay on the ground not more than two feet away from him. His last bullets had found marks in their bodies, while he himself was dying.
          I saw three dead Germans all of whom wore bandages which covered wounds. Some of these bandages evidently had but recently been made. One of them had a bandage on one of his feet which did not permit him to wear a shoe. The second wore a bandage on one of his hands that covered a wound that could not have been received by him in the fighting the day he was killed. The third was wounded on his head and the bandage he wore seemed to be at least five days old.
          This and the instance I previously mentioned indicate that the German manpower is seriously diminishing.
          Americans did splendid fighting in the region around Fismes. Before advancing to the attack on the town our forces halted for a few moments on the ridge overlooking it. The town was filled with German snipers and the enemy artillery on the hills back of the place was waiting and ready to begin the work of hurling all kinds of shells at our men.
          Just before the final assault on the place a message was received at headquarters from one of our officers with the attacking troops. This message was typical of the American spirit—of the determination of our men to win.
          “We will enter the town despite the snipers, who are waiting to try to pick us off,” he said. “We will get them soon.”
Enormous Amount of War Material
          The extent of the German abandonment of supplies here was enormous and will be revealed only by careful exploration of the woods and fields northward from Fere-en-Tardenois all the way to the Vesle. In one wood alone more than a million dollars worth of shells were found by our forces. In another wood we found enough tools and implements to equip a regiment of engineers and a hundred aerial torpedoes similar to those used by Boche airmen in their attack on Paris.
          The very dastardliness of the Germans in their conduct of the war is being shown constantly. To-day a huge ammunition dump left by them blew up, with the result that we suffered many casualties. The cause of the explosion was a time fuse which had been left in a pile of hand grenades, which caused them to detonate. The entire thing was arranged so that a single movement of a wire in the midst of the pile touched off a dozen forms of infernal machines.
          As a result of this an order was issued to-day that nothing German shall be touched until it has been inspected by engineers.
          As we near the Vesle River we can see proof that the enemy was preparing for the construction of lines which he intended should be permanent. We remember that he attempted the same thing in the city of Fere-en-Tardenois, which now is one of the most complete wrecks I ever saw and is another monument to the accuracy and fury of the American artillery.
Renaming French Streets
          In this connection, the Germans left elaborate sign painted on buildings in Fere-en-Tardenois. I saw there streets which they had renamed Dresden street and Munich street, and another thoroughfare named after towns in Germany.
          Every indication is that the enemy loss of life in Fere-en-Tardenois was very great.
          The Americans have learned that the way to keep the Germans moving in retreat is to pour a continuous stream of heavy explosives on them, sparing nothing and leaving nothing but desolation in the wake of the fire of the guns. Incidentally, that is the American idea, and they soon will be able to put this scheme into effect wherever they  hold a sector. Great American guns to-day are on their way to the front, and they are attracting the attention of every one along the road. They look like great smokestacks mounted on giant cranes, and every one of them is an odd antithesis to the fresh complexioned Americans under twenty-three years of age sitting with arms folded upon these guns. Instead of such lads the French expect to see grizzled giants.
          The difference in the methods of the Germans and the Americans was strikingly exemplified at Château-Thierry, which was first used by the enemy for his headquarters and later by our forces. The Germans left Château-Thierry like a shambles, with debris and dirt everywhere. Private safes were blown open and rifled, paintings were ripped from their frames and thousands of articles of value and of sentiment to their owners were damaged. Closets were ransacked and women’s finery was brought from them and ripped and torn, while in the homes of refined families the walls were defiled.
Cleanliness of Americans
          I have just seen the American forces leaving Château-Thierry to move northward. The floors of the houses they occupied were scrubbed and left immaculately clean. The Chief of Staff showed me a room which was securely locked.
          “As soon as we came here,” he said to me, “we gathered together everything of value and of sentiment to this family and stored them in this rom.”
          Americans are moving almost daily into some château or house that was occupied by Germans the day before. Conditions in these places always are identical with those in Château-Thierry, and always they are in perfect condition when our men leave them.
          The American soldiers who were the first to cross the Vesle River are wonderful, stalwart types of our citizens. Most of them chew tobacco and every man of them will fight like a tiger.
          This afternoon I saw a thousand Americans, many of them from New York State, having “chow” in a field on the way to the front as replacements. They were a fine looking lot of men. While we were there five German prisoners in charge of a cavalryman paused in the road by the field. These were the first Americans these Germans had ever seen, and they glared at our men and said nothing. Some of our soldiers crowded up to the side of the road and looked at them.
“If that’s the best Germany has got, it shouldn’t take long to clean her up,” one of our men remarked.
             Another short piece, dated Tuesday and published in the New York Herald on Wednesday, August 6, about American engineers putting a bridge across the Marne contrasts markedly with how he told the story for the Paris Herald (see fifth paragraph of next article).
AMERICAN ENGINEER HEROES DEFY DEATH TO BUILD BRIDGE;
 HUNS PLANNED BIG RAILWAY
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
          Maps found on prisoners and German dead show that the Germans had planned an extensive standard gauge railway system from the Aisne south to the Marne. More than fifty kilometres of track had been laid.
          There is a story current of the remarkable courage of some American engineers. It was necessary to have a bridge thrown across the Marne River. The detachment started work at a place which was being shelled and swept by machine guns from a hill half a mile away. A second detachment continued the work when the first was cut to pieces, and a third detachment finished the job.
          Don Martin’s article for the Paris Herald, dated Tuesday and published on Wednesday, August 7, had interesting details not included in the New York version.  
GERMAN HEAVY GUNS TAKING UP POSITION NORTH OF THE VESLE
Machine-Gun Duels from Opposite Banks—
One Enemy Detachment Is Wiped Out
(Special Telegram to the Herald)
By Don Martin
With The American Armies, Tuesday.
          The Germans are doing precisely what it was believed they would do—making a stand on the heights to the north of the Vesle and getting heavy guns in position to bellow back an answer to the steady chorus of death which has been sung during the last few days—and is still being sung—by the Allied artillery.
          No serious attempts were made last night by the Americans in their part of the sector to cross the Vesle at new points. Thee were machine-gun duels from opposite banks of the Vesle and a steady rain of shells in both directions.
          Indications now are that for a few days at least there may be a constant play of artillery. There once was a time when the Germans believed they excelled the Allies in this particular branch of warfare, but there is probably no such optimism to be found among them at the present. The punishment they have received from the French and Americans since the last big operation began on July 14 should have caused the scales to drop from their eyes.
          Fismes has been under shell fire. The Germans used considerable gas. Along parts of the Vesle the German have machine-guns concealed in the brushy and marshy growths.
          A company of German machine-gunners which crawled to the crest of a slope on the north bank of the Vesle to direct its murderous fire upon some American engineers who were building a bridge over the stream, was annihilated by a company of American machine-gunners. The Germans sneaked over the crest of the slope and descended a few rods when they began to place their weapons in position. They were under the observation of the Americans, who at a timely moment turned loose a spray of death from the machine-guns on the south bank of the river. The Germans were all killed or wounded before they could get back over the crest. The bullets were directed at them for some time and it is believed that the mortality rate of that particular group of Germans was one hundred per cent.
Villagers Lived in a Cave
          A story was told to-day of ninety residents of the village of Villowoye who lived in a cave during the entire occupation of their section by the Germans. They were able to live on the food they had stored and on the results of their night prowlings about the fields near by. They were kept supplied with water from a spring in the vicinity. They were not in good condition when discovered by the French, but were soon back in good health.
          Thousands of thrilling stories come from the region which has so recently been reclaimed from the Germans. In a church which the Germans had used as a hospital thirty wounded Germans were found dead. They had been deserted in the hurried retreat and had died.
          An example of the thrift of the Germans and at the same time a new ray of light on the impoverished condition of the German civil population was furnished by the thousands of small canvas sacks which the Germans were using as containers for wheat to be sent back home. The sacks were supplied by the German government, and the soldiers were told that they could send as many home as they could fill, the Government providing the transportation. The Germans cut the fields of ripe wheat in many sections, and the soldiers threshed it with flails. The sacks held two pounds each. Many of them, filled and addressed, were found by the Americans.
          In many places the Germans had cut the wheat and shocked it with the intention of shipping it back to Germany. Certain fields are clean, showing that some wheat was at least started on its way to Germany. The great bulk of it, however, remains, and the French, with their accustomed enterprise, are already harvesting it.
Fere-en-Tardenois Stripped
          The Germans are proving themselves expert looters. The shops and residences in Fere-en-Tardenois have been stripped, torn and mutilated. There was considerable external damage from the furious shelling of the Allies, but the Germans completed the devastation with bayonets, rifle butts and such other weapons as were at hand. They stole all the wearing apparel, particularly feminine apparel, and helped themselves to everything in sight. In hundreds of dugouts all around the region are to be found bundles of women’s clothing which the soldiers had stolen and stored, to be forwarded to their folks at home some time in the future.
          The Château Fer, about four kilometres from Fere-en-Tardenois, was defiled and mutilated. I went through it to-day. Having seen the marks of the Hun in other châteaux and private residences of humbler character, I was not surprised, and yet one cannot help marveling that anyone can be so wanton and so vicious as to do the things the Germans have done.
          Costly cabinets, sideboards and various articles of furniture have been hacked. Bullets have been fired through family portraits. Bedding was stolen. From top to bottom the château, which very evidently was gorgeously furnished, was disfigured, and the wantonness of the offence is emblazoned on a hundred wrecked articles.

          Systematized looting has now taken the place of vagrant looting, which the German Government when caught red-handed has blamed upon the individual soldier. In all occupied places all the brass and metal utensils and articles have been taken, and it is stated by the German prisoners that it has been done by request of the German officers, who wish the material for use back home.

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