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Show STOP TO WATCH BAYONET DUEL i i American Who Fought in France ! Describes Ghastly Incident j of the War. DUELISTS KILL EACH OTHER i Former Harvard Student Who Enlisted Enlist-ed in Canadian Regiment and Lost an Eye In Service Tells of Thrilling Experiences. Cambridge, Mass. A vivid war diary by Aimer Auzlas lie Turenne, a student stu-dent at the Harvard Law School now living lu Seattle, "who lost his right eye fighting with the First Canadian contingent nt Ypres, Is published In the Harvard Alumni Bulletin, extracts of which follow : "I hud completed my first yar at the luw school of Harvard university," says de Turenne, "and was spending my holidays in Canada when the war broke out, and I, nn American, decided to enlist. "It was on September 4, 1914, at Valcartler, near Quebec, one of the training camps of Canada, that I enlisted en-listed In the Fifth battery, Second brigade, Canadian Field Artillery. After Af-ter remaining a short time in camp we left Canada for England, a force of 38,000 men, as members of the First Canadian contingent, and thence we went to France to the firing line. It was not until the first German gas attack at-tack that we got a real Idea of warfare war-fare In all Its horrors." ' After a short account of the battle and as it was getting dark they were forced to retire, with great losses, leaving leav-ing the dead and wounded on the field. Amid this awful carnage two men only remained, a Frenchman and a German. They were engaged In a bayonet duel, one trying to kill the other. They were both dancing arCund In circlet like demons, thrusting and stabbing right and left. One Had to go, and they fought. It was practically dark by this time. The pale moon shone a sickly reflection on these two human beings. Their features were drawn and haggard, their eyes flashed and bulged oif"! of their orbits', the expression ex-pression on their faces was ghastly that of utmost despair. And still they danced, each fighting for his existence, when all of a sudden this uncanny performance per-formance came to an abrupt stop. There was a sharp click, a thrust and a muffled sound. Both bayonets went home, both men stood transfixed, both fell dead to the ground." of Neuve Chappelle and the first use of gas by the Germans, De Turenne describes the battle of Ypres: Describes Fateful Battle. "Ahead of us lay a long field, and then a row of tall trees bordering the Yzer canal, then further on another plain and a little hill. At my point of vantage I picked up a pair of field glasses and, looking along the Yzer canal, I could see black lines moving up a hill. The infantry was charging. Occasionally the black lines would stop and then continue again, leaving every ev-ery time black dots behind them -thene were the dead and wounded. At night time It was also possible to see our own shells explode. "One morning about 10:30 the gunners gun-ners were all sitting by their guns awaiting the order to fire, some smoking, smok-ing, otKers chatting. Shells were flying fly-ing by, but far off, and nobody was paying attention, we got so used to them. I happened to be fixing the bridle of my horse, about 20 feet from the nearest gun, when I heard a shell come. It seemed to come straight for where I was, Judging by the sound ; I turned around to see It explode. It exploded ex-ploded above my head at about the height of 30 or 40 feet. I saw the explosion. ex-plosion. A large piece of the outside of the casing of the shell, about a quarter of an Inch thick and one Inch and a half long, struck me flush in the right eye, smashing the orbit, penetrating pene-trating clean through the face, causing caus-ing a bulging of the hard palate of the mouth, whence It was extracted. I still have the piece, which I treasure treas-ure as a souvenir. For a moment I was stunned as though hit by a sledge hammer ; then came a nasty sensation, not exactly very painful. Putting my hand to my face, I managed to reach a little fence by the nearest gun, and there the loss of blood caused me to sit down. My companions Hying to my aid, I was laid on an old-fi ts"nioned Flemish farm wagon drawn by the shadow of a once decent horse. During Dur-ing all that time I was fully conscious, and I distinctly remember my trip from the place of the wound to England." Eng-land." Ghastly Bayonet Duel. Mr. de Turenne describes the following fol-lowing Incident, of which he was an eye witness : "It was in the early times of this terrific struggle. Somewhere In Flanders Flan-ders the trenches stood only 200 yards apart. On one side were the French, on the other the Germans. The Germans Ger-mans had attempted a counter-attack, |