World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Italian
The great difficulty of disguising myself as a peasant on account of my
youthful aspect did however give me pause. I did not believe that those
prisoners who succeeded in establishing themselves in the homes of
friends in the invaded region were of my age, but rather men of an
older class who furthermore caused the enemy to believe that they were
yet older than in truth they were. Yet one way of conveying the
impression that I was older than my years, was by growing a beard. I
believed it would be well for me to let my beard grow, especially as
many of the peasants of our regions, notably the mountaineers around
Vittorio, have the habit of wearing a thick, untrimmed beard. I
resolved then that from the morrow the barber should see me no more, in
the hope that in a few weeks I should not recognize my own image in the
mirror.
Lieut. Zannini, in his return flight to our own lines, made use of a
small rowboat procured near Caorle. Through a small canal he reached
the sea, and on a foggy night putting out further, succeeded in
reaching our lines near Cortellazzo. Why couldn’t I do the same only in
the opposite direction? It was true of course that Lieut. Zannini was
directed towards our lines and that once he had passed the dangerous
zone he had been certain of arriving among friends, whereas for me the
difficulties were bound to increase rather than lessen as soon as I had
arrived on the other side. Then too it was absolutely impossible to
venture so blindly towards the enemy territory without the company of
some fisherman from those regions who knew the coastline well and on
what spot to make a landing. Quite true, but where were we to find such
a fisherman and one willing to lend his services for so hazardous an
undertaking?
One morning I consulted Lieut. Ancillotio about it. He is one of our
expert pilots of chasing machines, and owns vast estates in the invaded
regions, especially along the sea. Nearly all the lands of the
lieutenant are interlaced with drainage canals. It appeared to me that
perhaps one of his peasants would know the entire intricate system of
canals which lead to the sea. It was no easy matter however to find a
man sufficiently cold-blooded for an attempt at such an undertaking,
and one possessing the proper physical and moral attributes necessary
for its successful completion.
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