Hinter den Deutschen Linien, eine Erzählung aus dem Alltag eines amerikanischen Kriegsgefangenschaft. Die Straßen durch die Hospi-tal für Truppenbewegungen und den Transport ofammunition; wie Sie aufgestellt hatte Anti-aircraftmachine Gewehren zwischen Krankenhaus Kasernen und auf thechurch des Mont Notre Dame; wie eine Batterie der gunswas platziert direkt vor dem Gelände des Krankenhauses, und wie die Deutschen an jeder möglichen Stelle vio - die Regeln des Krieges unter dem fadenscheinigen Vorwand der * Notwendigkeit. In dieser Nacht schlief ich aber wenig. Ich dreimal wentoutside, um deutlicher zu hören die intensive rollof der Donner der bi

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Behind the German lines, a narrative of the everyday life of an American prisoner of war . the roads through the hospi-tal for troop movements and the transportation ofammunition; how they had set up anti-aircraftmachine guns between hospital barracks and on thechurch of Mont Notre Dame; how a battery of gunswas placed just outside the grounds of the hospital, and how the Germans at every possible point vio-lated the rules of war under the flimsy excuse of * necessity. That night I slept but little. Three times I wentoutside in order to hear more clearly the intense rollof the thunder of the big guns that encircled thehospital. Individual explosions had become moredistinct and gun flashes were visible on the horizon.The Allies were coming back, that was the paramountevent. Now, at last, our hopes were being realized.Heretofore, rumors had been our only source of news, but now the Allied guns spoke more truthfully thanrumors. We were living as much in the hopes of vic-tory as we were in the hopes of our own safe repatria-tion. We had one of our greatest chances of escape that. Mont Notre Dame 47 night. We three Americans talked the situationover, and decided against an attempt. The proposedplan was to take what food we had and hide in thedugout under the church on the hill above MontNotre Dame. Once hidden there, the line wouldprobably pass over us and we would be left in the rearof the Allied hnes. But, therein lay the danger.How soon would it pass over ? Our food would onlylast for a few days and meantime the retreating Ger-mans would use all dugouts and the advancing Allieswould clean them out with hand grenades. Beingnon-combatants, we could not be sure of our position, or our chances. We gave up the attempt, althoughseveral Frenchmen disappeared during the night.We knew well where they had gone and we wishedthem good luck and godspeed! CHAPTER III LAON The next morning, July 27th, while it was stilldark, we dressed and strapped on our packs. At five we were all col

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