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Show GRAVE HUNTERS STILL BUSY Gangs of Searchers Wander About in Quest of Overlooked Bodies of Fallen Heroes. Ypres Is today as she was In 1918. To the east, south and north stretches an ugly, shell-chopped lifeless terrain, where gangs of "body snatchers" (the Tommys' name for grave hunters) are still wandering. Now and then, in some out-of-the-way, grass-sfuffed crater they still find a weather-soaked uniform, gray or khaki, with a human skeleton inside it. They gather the bones together in a sack and enrry them back to headquarters. Or, they find a forgotten grave, probably prob-ably marked by a little rain-blackened, wooden cross. The battle area Is dotted dot-ted with these crosses the only epitaph, epi-taph, on some being a rusty trench helmet. hel-met. The "body snatchers' " job is to dig up the bodies, put them in sacks, too, and bring them away for reburlal. Wrecked tanks, wagons, trucks, ammunition am-munition dumps, pill boxes are scattered scat-tered up to the horizon. Four miles down the Menln road from Ypres many British tanks lie in one field, called the "tank cemetery." |