True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
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True Stories of the Great War, Volume 3 (of 6): Tales of Adventure--Heroic Deeds--Exploits Told by the Soldiers, Officers, Nurses, Diplomats, Eye Witnesses
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives
Farkas clambers up out of the well and makes good use of the book.
With his hussars he goes every night on the hunt for light signals.
Whenever at night the combination of two, five or eight lamps is in use
signal patrols are killed or captured. It is plain that the Russians,
before the war, must have instructed 30,000 to 40,000 people for this
service. Many of these people worked in peasant clothes behind our
lines in Russian territory. Farkas hunted down these signal devices
in farm houses, windmills, in the midst of swamps and in the tops of
trees. With ten to fifteen hussars he soon made 140 of them useless. In
this region the Russians lost all interest in signal giving. Farkas had
many times done his work on horseback; oftener he had crawled on his
stomach. To his comrades he said that he had at last got some profit
out of the many pictures of daring adventure which he had seen in the
kino shows.
II--TALES OF FARKAS--THE HUSSAR
The Herr Rittmeister has taken a pledge; while the war lasts he will
not drink, gamble or hunt. Of these three hunting is his only real
passion. He would hate to be a bad shot. In the wall of the Nyiregyhazy
barracks he shot his monogram with a pistol: thus, C. F. They made him
pay for the damage to the wall. Rittmeister Farkas is therefore the
only man in the country who has ever, out of his own pocket, built part
of a barracks.
Once from a local train, which was running through the hunting preserve
of a friend, he saw a deer. He pulled the emergency signal, shot the
deer and then said: "Now go ahead!" For that he was put under arrest in
the barracks for thirty days. Now, however, every one of his bullets
belongs to the Fatherland, and his iron will, his daring, his mobile
spirit, his technical skill, his great, romantic heart, encased in his
small steeled body, belong, all, all to the Fatherland.
The Rittmeister wept when he heard that the Russians stood before the
Bereczke Pass. He did everything in his power to get to that threatened
point. So he became attached to the Group Hofmann, which in the fall of
1914 drove the Russians out of Berog and Marmaros.
About Christmas time in 1914 he is fighting in the Carpathians. On
December 19 he climbs, with his hussars, the Vehikzi Brh Mountain,
1,600 metres high, and at night descends with them, in snow up to the
arm-pits, to Firelopfalva, on the other side. He leads the march and
kills the Russian outposts. The Russians are driven out of the village,
losing 150. He cannot bring away the Russian weapons, so he collects
them in a pile and burns them.
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