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Show UTAH GIRL TELLS OF LIFE ! BACK OF THE BATTLE LINE Miss Maude Fitch of Eureka, in Service With Ambulance Am-bulance Unit, Graphically Describes Her Experiences; Wins Decoration for Brave Conduct. blesse got delirious and screamed and groaned and moaned until I thought I should lose my li ttle remaining brain power. I had to go the' whole distance on bottom gear, and it look nie five hours, and, what w;is the worst of all, I found myself going to sleep at the wheel, absolutely losing consciousness for whole seconds at a time, so that three times I had to get out and wash my face In the wet grass. Then I had the most extraordinary extraor-dinary hallucinations, such as an immense im-mense hand that reached out from a passing car, and I found myself lurching lurch-ing sideways so as not to hit the fingers. Then another time a man floated ahead of me in a horizontal position, face down; so this made me laugh, and I got out again and washed my face. Psychologically, I should like to know what was wrong with me that night. Could I have really been dreaming with my eyes open? As a climax, a sweet little climax, while I waited for about fifty camions to pass, one lurched out and caught my front wheel, and if the traffic man had not shouted at the top of his lungs he would have dragged me over, and good-by to the blesses; I could have jumped easily. A man with a pipe tiling helped me straighten it enough to get on. and I could not even thank him; I was so afraid my voice would tremble, and imagine a driver in the war zone near to tears! Ca, e'est droll, n'est pas ! After getting on, I realized the accident acci-dent was really heaven-sent, as it woke me up completely, or I think something worse, and of my own doing, do-ing, would have happened. I got into at 5:30. dumped the blesse, and went to the hotel, where, after pulling off my belt, tunic and shoes, I crawled into bed with Sarah, and I assure you no more surprised person breathed than she when she woke up, as I crawled in unable to give her an explanation, as I was off in a second. At 8 o'clock I had a real breakfast of honey and coffee, and Sarah departed for Beau-vais. Beau-vais. where she is going to nurse. I cleaned my very much sooted, plugs and got back on my bent axle, which took some .slight muscle to guide, just as the household were departing for a place In the forest, bag and baggage; bag-gage; turned around and joined them, spent the afternoon ' going back for leftovers, water tins, etc. Had dinner at 8, for which, by the way, I was not at all hungry; bed under the trees, in my heavenly bedroll at 10:30, after a delicious sponge behind a tree In the dark in my 12x12 tin basin. On Gunga's Birthday. The next morning, Gunga's birthday birth-day no, that was the day before we came here to this big chateau at -, where our cars are camou- fle in one of -the enchanting little alles. We were given room's in the servants' quarters, which were too stuffy for me, so I pitched my bed under the trees in a wood, alongside my car, and Salvage and Rogers joined me two awfully nice English girls. We had a wonderful night's sleep, and, as my car's axle is at the forge now, I am having a day off and am writing this on the edge of my bed, perfectly rested and peaceful. I never was the least bit tired and really did not feel even sleepy, though my eyes did do such funny things. We had grand news last night, that we had at last landed post de secours work, and the unit started on it this morning. Read went as a second and I shall hear all about it tomorrow, as they stay out there in the 'dugout twenty-four hours, for some unknown reason. I do hope you get all my letters and that they are not too censored. I try to stay within bounds, but it is hard to tell what they are apt to object to. Last night's news from the front was the first real encouraging news we have had, the boche having been driven back to between seven and eight kilometers from Complegne instead in-stead of the five they were at when we left. It was fearful watching the daily demolishing of the lovely city, two churches wrecked, and whole rows of houses gradually coming down under the bombardment and the bombs. Au revoir, my darlings. Much as I love you, I could not give tip a moment mo-ment of this to go back, and you are all so adorable to have let me come. WORKING night and day, taking only minutes for sleep and seconds sec-onds for refreshments. Miss Maude Fitch, Eureka girl, well known In Salt Lake, is experiencing experi-encing adventures of a most thrilling character back of the battle line In b ranee. The young woman is driving an ambulance attached to a division under the French colors ,,M'SS itc,h' wh0 is daughter of Walter Fitch, Sr., a mining man of Eureka Eu-reka enlisted for ambulance service last March, and since taking up the work has been decorated with the French cross ot war for gallantry and bravery at the front. June 14 she wrote relatives at length telling of day and night experiences encountered en-countered in the operation of her ambulance ambu-lance machine. This letter depicts the horrors attending modern warfare picturing pic-turing in bloody detail the tremendous daily wastage of human flesh through the carnage of battle. She tells of tedious and exciting journeys with an ambulance ambu-lance filled with screaming, delirious, wounded soldiers. "The men got delirious deliri-ous and screamed and groaned and moaned until I thought I should lose my little remaining brain power," Miss Fitch says, telling of a particularly bad night during the progress of a big battle, through which she worked incessantly without rest. The letter, as complete as censorship permits, follows: Miss Fitch's Letter. We've moved about so that I've had none of your dear, longed-for letters for a week; perhaps it's not a week, for I've less idea of time now than ever. 111 go back to June 9 now, as since then it has been fairly hectic from a matter principally of lack of sleep and food . On that day at noon I went on my 24-hour duty evacuating a1 hospital in front of the advancing Huns. Got back the next day at 2, having lunched, and dined and breakfasted on bread and jam; worked on my car until un-til dinner; rushed in to wash at the lirst gong, and at the second, just as I was about to sit at the table, three of us got rushed off again on our cars on an emergency call. I took the worst blesses I ever have had and ever hope to have again on to another hospital about twenty kilometers kilo-meters off. I can't even think of the . trip going,' it was so ghastly, but coining back I lost my way and the excitement of that in the dark set my mind going, again from its utter state of lassitude. I asked two French of- , fleers at where I was and one said his bureau was back in a village vil-lage where I could get onto the right road so that he would go along with me. At he invited me into his bureau to get directions and you would have been amazed at the scenes three dogs on his bed, that sprang at me at once, and five other officers scrambling after them ; then seven of us peering over a road map quite Indistinct in the sputtering flare of only one little candle. I got going finally to experience the most wonderful scene on the road, a retreat, re-treat, most orderly , and so silently the men and horses marched along the congested road it seemed unreal, ghostly. Great, tremendous guns would loom up suddenly alongside of men; then a team erf white oxen carrying car-rying the household goods of some refugees; more cannon, more men, In a never-ending line clear back to the chateau I was helping to evacuate. When I got there at 12:15, I being an "extra," Miss L. ordered me home for sleep, . as I had been up since the morning before; but I no sooner got back at our chateau when the news came for us all to evacuate ourselves and our luggage; that meant three hours' steady packing, carrying out to our cars of all our own luggage as well as that belonging to the six on duty, and at 3 o'clock one car at a time dashed through C and over the bridge, where the shells fell with Intervals of five minutes between. be-tween. A Grand Reunion. It was not so exciting at the hospital, hospi-tal, as they kept us waiting until about 9. when again changed her mind, and we were ordered or-dered back again. Did you ever hear of time spent so. futilely? At 12 o'clock I was again on 24-hour duty. This time I had to take my blesseB over a fearful road to , forty-seven kilometers. After leaving leav-ing them at the hospital, I stopped at a little shop and had my dinner, two cups of delicious chocolate, at 3 o'clock. I also did some longed-for shopping of monkey wrenches, etc., as the shops have been closed in C for a long time. As I was changing a spark plug in front of the hotel, who should yell out of her bedroom window at me but Sarah Cunningham. It was a grand reunion, re-union, and I stopped long enough to have a fag with her. Going back a shorter way the date afternoon made everything so absolutely exquisite that I forgot all my depression of the two nights preceding and only wanted want-ed you all to make things really perfect, per-fect, and to enjoy the gems of the three villages I passed through, with spires marking their whereabouts long" before I reached them. Back at the evacuated hospital I fell into great luck was ordered up this time to fetch blesse. My first chance since the night I wrote you of; In fact, none of us has got It since. It was only a very few miles, but every inch was a picture never to be for- gotten. This time there was nothing but cavalrv coming townrd me, ana their bronzed faces above the faded blue of their uniforms, with the setting set-ting sun glinting on their helmets, gave me the most indescribable feeling feel-ing of elation. It may havo been part of a retreat and it may not; neither seems to matter; one only thought boche be hanged; they have got their place in the sun and they'll keep it. That picture was all it needed to dispel dis-pel the first hit of pessimism dark pessimism at that that had crept into mv heart from the night before. Wben 1 got to it was awfully funny. Our Medicine Chief came out and made me put on my tin hat- then, when an onus fell (miles off 'I'm sure), ho jumped in with me, living: "Malntenant nllez allez-vite vlte " So. accordingly, 1 made old Plppa Passes live up to her name, and when we cot to the place he dragged me Into the court and made me wait there whiio the orderlies put my wounded In: then, when I went to get out he excitedlv held me back until the' next obns fell, though I expostulated expostu-lated violently with my five French words that it was belter should be off instead of leaving the poor Wesse out there; but no. il faut que j'attend, the poor blesse seems to matter not at all in sunnv France, and when the shot fell he r;illed: "Now for the petit nont- vou have got five minutes." I wanted to scream with laughing. It was all so utterly absurd; not a piece of shrapnel fell near us. A Trying Experience. T .vain passed the cavalry, who this time"lnste:id of just gaping with sur-nHse sur-nHse at seeing a girl that side of , shouted all sorts of "Bonne chance" and "Bonne couraires" at me. ft "was all verv pice, hut the next trip whew! I shall go over It quickly quick-ly as mv back and lualn ache to think of It. Three couchers for . where thev were filled up and ordered or-dered me on to ; . the same of the early afternoon, which again necessitated .-oing tho long w-ty forty-seven kilometers off. The |