Under the Red Cross flag at home and abroad . ttle of theMame trotted out again and again from the trencheswhere she stayed and discovered one hundred and fiftymen who might otherwise have been lost. In the titanic struggle that overwhelms Europe to-day the French Red Cross has had to bear a burden al-most beyond comprehension. It consists of three inde-ipendent branches under one central committee, theSociety for the Aid of the Military Wounded, the Unionof the Women of France, and the Association of FrenchWomen. If each of these branches had been placed incharge of a certain definite territo
Under the Red Cross flag at home and abroad . ttle of theMame trotted out again and again from the trencheswhere she stayed and discovered one hundred and fiftymen who might otherwise have been lost. In the titanic struggle that overwhelms Europe to-day the French Red Cross has had to bear a burden al-most beyond comprehension. It consists of three inde-ipendent branches under one central committee, theSociety for the Aid of the Military Wounded, the Unionof the Women of France, and the Association of FrenchWomen. If each of these branches had been placed incharge of a certain definite territory, or had been givena special department of service, there would have re-sulted fewer complications. The war came so suddenlyand on such a tremendous scale that only the most per-fectly organized and centrally directed system could havemet its immediate needs. In the earlier days certain ofour American officers abroad on special duty motoredfrom Paris to the fighting lines in the valley of theMame. We came upon a village church, one of them. Copyright by Underwood & Underwood A RED CROSS DOG FINDS A WOUNDED MAN ABUSE OF THE INSIGNIA 237 told the story, and covering all the blood-stained floorlay several hundred wounded men; two or three ex-hausted surgeons, with almost no supplies, were doingall they could. There was no food and the pangs ofhunger were added to the sufferings from the awfulwounds. I have seen fighting, not a little of it, but noth-ing so appalling as this. We rushed to our motor andbrought back a loaf of bread left from our scanty lunch-eon. Breaking it into little pieces, we fed it to the poorfellows. As I stooped to give a few crumbs to one des-perately wounded man, the doctor at my side said: Bet-ter save it for one of the others; he cannot live throughthe day, but I could not keep from the dying man themorsel of food for the sake of those who had a betterchance of living. We thought this seemed frightfulenough, but it was nothing to the horrors we witnesse
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