"These two kind and nearly exhausted soldiers started on the journey through the woods to the battlefield hospital, carrying the wounded comrade, who was suffering untold agony; they took the wrong trail and lost the way, and it was after 9 o'clock when they reached the field hospital. This was a rough place where burning fence rails were piled in circles, with straw placed a few feet back, around the fire circle. It was on that straw the poor wounded soldiers were laid; close in was a long table of two planks, on which each one, when his number was called, was placed, to be sawed, knifed, or to have his wounds dressed. For three hours before his turn came, Sergeant Jones lay on the straw watching the surgeons cut and saw off arms and legs and dress wounds. At 12 o'clock midnight, Sergeant Jones was laid on the table; the surgeons looked at his wounds and shook their heads and said the left foot better come off. The wounded soldier hotly replied, you will not remove that foot; all I came here for is for you to dress my three wounds and do it just as quick as you can, and give me a little chance to rest. Then they told him it would be necessary to give him chloroform while they were dressing his wounds; he said never mind the chloroform, go ahead, but he twitched and groaned when they roughly see-sawed the bandages through his wounds to clean them out, cut the ragged edges and removed the splintered bones. When through, he was carried back into the regimental tent, and laid on some straw where many of his comrades lay, each regiment having their own field hospital. Along the line, at 2 o'clock several ambulances came. Jones was carried out on a stretcher and placed in one of them by the side of a soldier shot through the body; other ambulances were filled with wounded soldiers who were able to sit up; they were soon off for the twelve-mile drive over a new and frozen rough road through the woods, which was another test of Sergeant Jones' endurance. Arriving at the railroad switch track, the wounded soldiers were placed in freight cars in rows on straw." To be continued.............Connie