Show TELLS OF WORK IN NEW N young AU australian st ralian who served in machine describes experience in diary BOLT LIKE SCARED RABBITS no trailing clouds of glory when enemy Is dispersed machine gun fire has no effect on hide of monster london the dally daily work of a tank on the Nv western estern front lias has been graphically described by a young australian soldier who was wounded while serving in one of these new engines of war tho the description in diary form appeared in the manchester guardian monday out for first time strange sensation worse than being in a sul submarine at first unable to see anything but Imlig imagined ined a lot bullets began to rain like hailstones ou on a galvanized roof at first then like a series of hammer blows we passed through it all unscathed suddenly we gave a terrible lurch I 1 thought thou glit we were nvere booked through lookout said we were nvere astride an enemy trench give them h 1 was the order we gave them it our guns raked and swept trenches right and left got a peer peep at frightened germans it was grimly humorous they tried to bolt like seared scared rabbits but were shot down in bun bundles clies before getting to their burrows machine guns brought forward started vicious rattle rattie on our hide not tile the least impression was made shells began to burst we moved on oil and overtook some more frig frightened germans cut their ranks to ribbons with our 11 fire ire tuesday oft off tor for another cruise peppering begun at once thought old thing was going to lie he drowned in shower of bullets things thing quiet down quickly silly blighters brighters bligh thought they could rush tle tank like they would a fort basli dashed 1 I up from all sides we fired at them point blank devilish plucky chops chaps some of them tor for till all their madness the survivors hall had another try we spat at them venomously more afore of them went down not a reception committee suddenly a jolt and our hearts jolted in our mouths in sympathy nothing doing in the mishap line only some unwonted obstacle heavier strumming on our keyboard outside and more regular I 1 machine Ifa chine guns at it now straddled on as though we liked it A tremendous thud the whole outfit seemed done for nearly jumped out of my skin looked at each other rind and wondered what ahat it was still a roof over our heads beads thank god wednesday early start roughest voyage voyage yet waves of fire seemed to break over us tremendous crush crash then another and several others at intervals silence tor for a time party of germans came to meet 11 us 9 outside the village very stout old gentleman in front thought it was tile the mayor ind village to give us a civic welcome mistaken staken Ali they meant to give warm reception but not as we understood inder stood the word let fly with machine guns then tried silly boarding tactics we laughed our guns giang answered theirs tank reception committee dispersed in a cloud of smoke and flame no trailing clouds of glory thursday got into the 1011 village age and passed down between two irregular rows of wrecked houses hundreds of germans came rushing up from cellars and from behind ruins to see sec us some had eyes staring out of head looked surprised and even frightened friday early afloat usual show ers of bullets and a few shells on the way got right across a trench made the sparks fly went along parapet routing out germans everywhere enemy terrified tried to run but keep it up under our lire fire threw up the sponge and surrendered in batches ou oa the move before breakfast terrible Terri lile crash on oil I 1 first go off thought we ne had collided will a wandering NN world or d weathered tile storm got busy on ene enemy my trencher rare good sport enemy tried a surprise for infantry sd d cancin 9 to attack we tried a surprise se too and ours came oft first germans vi verent pleased we waddled into their ambush tor for the attacking troops never saw men so frightened fled panic stricken in all directions went snorting after the enemy wherever we could find them their losses were terrible sunday blighters brighters Bligh opened rifle fire on us at two hundred yards it went like water oft off a ducks back fritz make it out kept up tip the fire but got a hit bit nervy as the blessed old thing kept waddling up to him film ladled out death as you might vamp out indifferent music from a hurdy burdy gurdy fritz got fits no fight left in him film prisoners seared scared to death some of them acted as though they believed that we used our tanks for making makin I 1 sausages out of prisoners we hall a lot of trouble explaining that once they surrendered they were nvere safe finished an exciting week got plenty of fun but one wants a good res rest t after a spell with a tank |