CHAPTER V

ANALYSIS OF THE BATTLE OF THE MARNE

_Monday, September 14th._ The equipment of the German soldier is in

every detail a marvel of perfection. This impresses me more than any

other single element of the war excepting only the bravery of the

French, and the imperturbable _sang froid_ of the English. A striking

example of this perfection is the spiked helmet. Contrary to

appearance, it is not heavy, weighing indeed scarcely more than a

derby hat. Everyone who picks one up for the first time exclaims in

astonishment, "How light it is!" These helmets are made of lacquered

leather, are nearly indestructible, shed water perfectly, and give

excellent ventilation to the head by means of a clever arrangement of

holes under the flange of the spike. They also shield the eyes and the

back of the head from the sun, and are strong enough to break a heavy

blow.

The German uniforms are of a light gray with a slight green tinge,

and are virtually invisible against the greenish mist-gray fields of

Europe, excepting only when the sun is behind to project a deep

shadow.

The German bayonet is a formidable weapon with a heavy double-edged

blade twenty inches long. Both edges are extremely sharp. I easily

sharpened pencils with one which I picked up.

The German knapsacks are made of cowhide with the hair left on, the

grain of the hair pointing downward to shed rain. The hair may get

wet, but the leather seldom and the contents never.

The German military boot comes half-way up the calf of the leg and the

trouser is tucked into its top. They are without laces and pull on to

the foot like the American "rubber boot." They are made of heavy,

undyed leather, singularly soft and pliable, and thoroughly

waterproof. The soles are shod with hobnails, but the boot is not very

heavy. We often noted dead Germans who were bootless, their footgear

having been appropriated by some victorious Frenchman, who had left

near-by his own less desirable shoes.

The three-compartment wicker shell-containers in which field-gun

shells are carried from caisson to gun are as carefully and neatly

made as an expensive tea-basket. We saw thousands of them lying about

the battlefields and carefully examined scores, sliding shells in and

out of them as a test. Invariably we found that the shells went in and

out smoothly and without effort, and yet always fitted snugly. There

was never either the slightest friction or the least loose-play. This

nicety meant that the variation in an interior diameter of three

inches was certainly less than one thirty-second of an inch.

Wicker-work constructed with such unvarying accuracy is truly

marvelous.

* * * * *

_Paris, Tuesday, September 15th._ Back in Paris, we are trying to

piece bits of evidence together into a clear picture and to draw sound

conclusions from what we have seen. We do not yet know what the battle

which we have studied will be named, but we ourselves call it the

Battle of Fère Champenoise. This is, however, an unsatisfactory title,

as it is too cumbersome and not comprehensive enough, for Fère

Champenoise was only the most intense and critical point in a series

of actions extending from Chantilly to Verdun, over a varied and

winding front of about one hundred and ninety miles. We have no

means of knowing how far the Germans have been driven back, but they

are across the Aisne and other Attachés tell us that frightful

fighting is going on at Soissons where the pursuing Allies are

attempting to throw large forces across the river. On our way home

yesterday, moreover, we ourselves heard much shooting in the direction

of Rheims.

[Illustration: "THE WOODS WERE ... DOTTED WITH THE BODIES OF THE

DEAD"]

My personal conclusions about the battle are based upon a thousand

bits of information carefully pieced together into a mosaic. First of

all we ourselves examined the territory included between the Marne,

the Seine, and a line from Méry-sur-Seine through Arcis to

Vitry-le-François, and made certain digressions across the Marne to

the northeast of Paris. We examined the battlefields while they were

comparatively fresh, and supplemented our observations by innumerable

conversations with the French troops and civilians, and with German

prisoners. At the Embassy we obtained from other Attachés many bits of

reliable information about the fighting directly north of Paris and

about the rearguard actions between the Marne and the Aisne.

Up to the time of this battle the German plan of campaign had worked

out almost perfectly. The Franco-German border is due east of Paris,

and the French mobilization took place there behind the fortresses of

Verdun, Toul, Epinal, and Belfort.

The Belgian frontier is north of Paris and the unexpected and

treacherous advance of the German armies through that neutral country

brought them immediately behind the French line of mobilization. The

violation of Belgium permitted the Germans to advance into France

before the Allies could reorganize into an effective resistance

against this unexpected attack. It is to be remembered that a

mobilization which it has taken years to plan out and which involves

millions of men and their equipment cannot be changed at a moment's

notice. Had the Germans attacked across the Franco-German border, they

would have found the French army awaiting them behind the fortresses

of Verdun, Toul, and Epinal, and it is almost certain that they would

never have arrived within two hundred marching miles of Paris. No one

knew this better than the German General Staff.

Had it not been for the unexpected and heroic resistance of Belgium,

and the masterly retreat of the small British army, Germany's foul

blow might have resulted in the capture of Paris toward the end of

August. These two things, combined with a desperate retarding action

executed along the Aisne by several French corps, delayed the Germans

long enough to enable General Joffre to organize and fight a single

battle upon which everything was staked. To lose it would have meant

utter ruin, for France has faced no such crisis since Charles Martel

repelled the Saracens at Tours in 732. To win would mean that

the Teutons' blow-below-the-belt had been survived and that a

recommencement of the war upon something like even terms would be

possible.

In preparing for the battle the French placed powerful forces in the

great fortress of Verdun, and also in and around the entrenched camp

of Paris. Their field army extended between the two from Paris through

La Ferté, Esternay, Sézanne, and Sommesous to Vitry-le-François, and

from thence bent northeastward to Verdun. Thus their two flanks were

strong and menacing and their center, about one hundred and eighty

miles in length, bent southward and was slightly concave.

It is evident that in this battle the Germans could gain nothing by

making their main attack against Paris or Verdun, but that if they

could rout the field army between the two, they might as an aftermath

sweep round behind each city and attack it from all sides, using for

the purpose the heavy artillery which had under similar circumstances

and with such celerity battered down Liège, Namur, Longwy, and

Maubeuge. Therefore, the logical thing was for the Germans to attempt

to break the French center. This operation was somewhat hazardous as

there was danger that the French might launch a powerful flank attack

from either Verdun or Paris. To attack the center was, in effect,

something like thrusting a dagger into a lion's mouth in the effort to

cut his throat. It was necessary to hold back the jaws Verdun and

Paris, whilst attacking the vulnerable throat at Fère Champenoise.

To accomplish this, Verdun was kept so busy by violent attacks made

upon three sides that its army had no time to think of any offensive

movement. The German defense against the French right thus in reality

took the form of an active attack, a feasible method because Verdun is

near the Franco-German frontier, being in fact less than forty miles

from the German fortress and mobilization center of Metz.

To protect their right from any flank attacks which might be hurled

against it from Paris, the Germans placed a strong army under von

Kluck in front of that city to hold the French left in check, as a

boxer in a clinch holds back his opponent's left arm. Von Kluck fought

his way to a position approximately defined by a line through Creil,

Senlis, Nanteuil-le-Haudouin, and Lizy-sur-Ourg. His cavalry advanced

even to Chantilly and Crécy. His army was not intended to have any

part in the main German offensive, its sole duty being to protect the

German right from any attack in flank which might be prepared and

launched from the entrenched camp of Paris. Von Kluck was not to

attack Paris, but to protect the Germans from Paris, and this he

successfully did.

No greater mistake can be made than to suppose that the German retreat

to Soissons and Rheims was precipitated by any victory over von Kluck.

A violent and heavy attack was, it is true, launched against him on or

about the evening of September 6th and was steadily maintained from

that time forward. At first he was pushed back for a number of miles

by the violence of this assault, but his counter attacks soon regained

most of the ground lost. Thus he advanced on the 5th, was pushed back

a little on the 7th, but advanced again on the 8th, driving the Allies

before him. On the 9th his left flank was threatened by the British

and he again retreated a little to consolidate his position. While so

doing he received news that the German army assigned to carry out the

main offensive in the neighborhood of Fère Champenoise had been

repulsed and was already beginning the retreat which later at many

points turned into a rout, and he then continued his own retreat until

he reached the Aisne.

Von Kluck advanced or retreated short distances as the fortunes of the

battle varied, but on the whole successfully maintained his ground and

only retreated for good when the Germans' principal attack had thus

been defeated at another and distant point. After the 6th he was at

all times heavily engaged and his losses and those of his opponents

were excessively heavy.

Since the battle of the Marne there has been an almost universal

tendency to declare that von Kluck was defeated and that Paris was

thereby saved. This verdict, though erroneous, is easily explained.

Von Kluck was nearest Paris, "everyone" was in Paris, and in an action

extending over hundreds of miles "everyone" saw only what was nearest

to him and drew his conclusions from that alone. The losses in von

Kluck's army and in the armies opposed to it were so heavy that it is

small wonder people concluded that they waged the main battle. In

truth, these losses were probably heavier than those of any previous

battle since ancient times. I wish to emphasize again that von Kluck

did not attack Paris and had no intention of so doing, but that Paris

attacked him and that he held this attack in check until it was no

longer necessary to do so, since the German strategy had failed at

other points.

* * * * *

Let us now consider the main German offensive and its repulse. The

French center had taken a position on a plateau of rolling hills in

many places covered with pine forests, while several large swamps lay

in front of them. This country was for several weeks defended by

Napoleon in his despairing campaign of 1814. He had appreciated its

strategic value and somewhat developed its defensive possibilities. In

recent years the French had often held manoeuvres in this area and

had a permanent manoeuvre camp at Mailly, which was actually within

the battlefield of Fère Champenoise.

The German troops which were to make the great offensive movement

against the French center crossed the Marne in the section from

Epernay to Chalons without serious opposition. Their main attack was

launched against the Ninth Army of the French under General Foch along

a front of about fifteen miles, and probably close to a quarter of a

million Teutons were engaged. We saw dead Germans belonging to the

10th, 12th, 19th, 10th Reserve, and a Guard Corps.

The first contact took place at Fère Champenoise at three o'clock on

the morning of the 8th, when heavy forces advancing through the night

along the roads from Vertus and Chalons fell upon the French who were

encamped in the town and drove them out. The Germans continued

victorious throughout the day of the 8th, driving the stubbornly

resisting French back from the line through Sommesous, Fère

Champenoise, and Sézanne until, when the battle lulled late at night

after eighteen hours of combat, the French held a line through the

villages of Mailly, Gourgançon, Corroy, and Linthelles.

The fighting was very fierce, and terrible losses were sustained by

both sides as the possession of every foot of territory was hotly

contested. The French showed steadiness, determination, and efficiency

under the most trying conditions and under the most violent and

overwhelming attacks. We saw few signs or indications of any disorder

or weakness on their part. The Germans experienced particularly heavy

losses in driving the French from positions near the villages of Oeuvy

and Montépreux, while the French suffered most heavily in the

neighborhoods of Gourgançon and Corroy. Very little entrenching was

done by either side, as both armies were constantly shifting, and the

few trenches which were constructed had evidently been hurriedly built

at night.

On the 9th the Germans began the day with further successes and

apparently had forced a marked French retreat. At noon they considered

the battle as good as won. They had, however, apparently had no time

to entrench or to consolidate their forces, when, early in the

afternoon, General Foch suddenly ordered an attack by all his forces.

For six weeks the French had labored through a losing campaign and had

just fought through thirty-six hours of steady defeat, and yet they

turned about on the instant and attacked the astonished Germans with a

dash which could not have been surpassed by the troops of the First

Empire at the height of a victory. They would not be denied, but

attacked and attacked until the Germans were overwhelmed. We saw

fields where charging battalions had apparently been put out of action

up to the last man without deterring that last man from advancing.

By evening the French had retaken all the ground which they had lost

in the previous thirty-six hours, and on the morning of the 10th

their offensive was resumed with unabated fury and unfaltering

self-sacrifice. No number of casualties could stop them and in places

the retreat of the Germans became a rout. They left their wounded upon

the battlefields and abandoned their hospitals, caissons, and

supplies. Especially furious rearguard actions were fought in the

neighborhood of Pierre-Morains and Coizard and at Mondemont.

On the night of the 10th the German army pulled itself together, and

on the 11th, under the protection of magnificently executed rearguard

actions which held up the determined pursuit of the French, retreated

in good order to the Marne and across it. On the 12th they reached the

Aisne and have since been endeavoring to make a stand on the farther

side of Rheims.

The most conservative French officers with whom we talked estimated

that the total casualties of both sides in the fighting near Fère

Champenoise amounted to at least one hundred and fifty thousand. Some

thought it was as high as two hundred thousand, and I am inclined to

this latter figure. Perhaps we saw the field in its entirety more

thoroughly than did they. Certainly they were busy with many other

affairs, whereas we had nothing other to do than study and estimate.

Had the German attack succeeded in breaking the French center, the

French army would have been cut in two and both remnants would have

been compelled to retreat in order to save themselves from ruinous

flank attacks. In retreating they would have been obliged to leave

Verdun and Paris each to take care of itself, and the German armies

could have swung about to surround and lay siege to either or both of

them.

As far as we could observe, the German attack at Fère Champenoise had

been unsupported by any heavy artillery. This was probably a

contributing cause of their defeat, as was also their arrogant

over-confidence in themselves and their under-estimation of their

enemy. The French won the battle because their field artillery was

superior and because, man for man, they outfought the Germans. Having

staked the fate of their families and of their beloved _patrie_ upon a

single throw, the French gained one of the most desperate battles in

the world's history by the coolness and dogged determination of their

chiefs and by the sublime tenacity and self-sacrifice of their

soldiers. These outdid the best traditions of their race. At command

they threw their lives away as a man throws away a trifle, and to meet

new conditions they developed new qualities with which they have not

previously been credited, qualities of stubborn scientific stolidity.

They out-Germaned the Germans in the way their organization withstood

the shock and wrack of battle. It was the German machine which broke

down first. On that field a new France was born. Let no German ever

again say that she is effete. It was purely a French victory. This is

no aspersion upon the Belgians and the British; the slight part which

they played in this battle is explained by their small numbers. At

Liège and Namur, at Mons and St. Quentin they helped win for France a

fighting chance behind the Marne. All hail to them for that!

During our trip we found no evidence of German acts deserving to be

called "atrocities." The word "atrocity" has been so carelessly used

that it will be useful to re-define what that word means in relation

to war. It should be limited to instances where unnecessary violence

is used toward the enemy's soldiers and civilians. It has a meaning

distinct from the inevitable destruction and vandalism which seem to

be necessary integral parts of all wars. The burning and destroying of

buildings by shell-fire or for reasons of military expediency and the

confiscation of food supplies for military purposes are allowed by all

rules of war. The use of the word "atrocity" should be limited to such

acts as the killing of prisoners, the mutilation of civilians, and

the violation of women. Of such deeds we personally found no instance,

although we carefully cross-questioned the inhabitants of many towns

which had been occupied by Germans.

Food and wine had been pretty generally confiscated, a thing to be

expected; also we found several instances of pillaging in which

especially desirable articles had been carried off. Wanton breakage

was rare and not extensive, and in most cases appeared to have been

more mischievous than malicious. It was probably due to a somewhat too

liberal use of pillaged wine. In general, the worst charges against

the Germans in France were that they had been exceedingly rude and

boorish. There were, however, some instances which came to my notice

where German officers had shown consideration for the civilians, had

politely apologized for their unwelcome but "necessary" intrusion into

French families, and had carefully paid for their board and lodging.

We talked with several French surgeons who were captured early in the

war and had since, according to The Hague rules, been returned to

France. These all acknowledged the consideration and good care which

their captured wounded had received from the Germans.

* * * * *

When the Germans were retreating northward towards Rheims after their

defeat in the Battle of the Marne, notices (about twenty by thirty

inches) printed on green paper were posted in the streets of the city,

of which the following is a literal translation:

"PROCLAMATION.

"In case a combat should take place today or in the

immediate future in the environs of Rheims or within the

city itself, the inhabitants are forewarned that they must

remain absolutely inactive and must not attempt in any way

to take part in the battle. They must not attempt to attack

either isolated German soldiers or detachments of the German

army. It is hereby officially forbidden to construct

barricades, or to tear up the streets in such a manner as to

hamper the movements of our troops. In a word, it is

forbidden to undertake any act whatsoever which might be in

any manner a hindrance to the German army.

"In order thoroughly to insure the security of the German

troops and to act as sureties for the inactivity of the

population of Rheims, the personages named below have been

seized as hostages by the General commanding the German

army. At the least sign of disorder these hostages will be

hanged. Also the city will be entirely or partly burned and

its inhabitants hanged if any infractions whatsoever of the

above orders are committed.

"On the other hand, if the city remains absolutely quiet,

the hostages and inhabitants will be protected by the German

army.

"By order of the German Authorities,

"The Mayor, DR. LAUGHT.

"Rheims, September 12, 1914."

Below was appended a list of names and addresses of ninety-one leading

citizens, officials, and ecclesiastics, and, as if that were not

enough, this list was finished by the words "and others."

* * * * *

_Paris, Thursday, September 17th._ During my absence at the Battle of

the Marne last week, the powers-that-be at the Embassy decided that I

was too much needed in Paris for the German-Austrian affairs to be

allowed to go to the front again.

[Illustration: THE CHÂTEAU OF MONDEMONT]

Therefore, when another expedition departed today, I was not permitted

to be one of the party.

On our trip I took rough field notes during the daytime and sat up at

night into the early morning hours in order to expand these jottings

into an accurate and comprehensive diary. I am now arranging this

material into a report to be forwarded to Washington.

* * * * *

The whole "deuxième étage" of the _Chancellerie_ is now given over to

the Austrian, German, and Hungarian affairs. The arrangement of rooms

is the same as in the American _Chancellerie_ on the floor below. Mr.

Percival Dodge, ex-first-assistant Secretary of State, is now head of

the department and occupies the room over Ambassador Herrick. I have

the room over the First Secretary, and Mr. Hazeltine the room over the

Second Secretary. Lieutenant Donait is to be chief of the office

staff, which consists of three stenographers and two messengers. We

have, in addition, three personal stenographers. This arrangement will

be a great improvement, as our rooms on the ground floor were much too

cramped for the volume of business.

* * * * *

_Monday, September 21st._ The immense amount of effective work

accomplished under Mr. Herrick would have been impossible had he not

been so ably supported by the two Secretaries of the Embassy, Mr.

Bliss and Mr. Frazier, past-masters of the intricate technique of

their profession. In the emergency of the war crisis the usefulness of

the numerous subordinate members of the Embassy staff absolutely

depended upon the skill and patience with which these two Secretaries

trained them for the work of the various departments to which they

were assigned, and prevented any divergence from correct diplomatic

methods. It is most fortunate that our foolish American habit of

replacing Ambassadors whenever some one else has a stronger political

"pull" does not extend to our first and second secretaries.

Five of the younger men of the Embassy have formed a little luncheon

club for the purpose of exchanging news and discussing and studying

the military situation. They are Lieut. Boyd of the Cavalry, Lieut.

Hunnicutt of the Artillery, Harry Dodge, the Ambassador's private

Secretary, Lieut. Donait of the Infantry and Ordnance Departments, and

myself. We meet each noon at a little pension near the Embassy and

there we argue and debate for an hour or more. These daily conferences

give us a much better comprehension of the war as a whole and a more

exact knowledge of its important details. We have all been more or

less at the front and usually some one of us has just returned with

first-hand data as to what is going on at the moment. Whenever any

outsider is discovered who has recent war news of value, we invite him

to luncheon and proceed to cross-question him in general and in

particular.

* * * * *

_Wednesday, September 23d._ A little sadly I took supper this evening

at the Café du Commerce where the members of the atelier used to meet

in the days of student life. As I was eating, who should walk in and

sit down beside me but my friend Daumal, _sous-massier_ of the atelier

when war broke out, whom I had not seen since he departed for the

front as a private.

He is now Sergeant Daumal of the First Line Regiment, wounded at

Longwy and just out of the hospital, homeward bound on a two weeks'

convalescent leave. As he described it, "une de ces marmites à

28-centimètres" had exploded a little distance from him. Although he

had not been struck by any fragments, the shock had rendered him so

thoroughly unconscious that for a day he had been passed over by the

ambulance orderlies as dead and had finally been discovered by a

burying squad to be not in need of a grave but of a hospital.

* * * * *

The bombardment of Rheims Cathedral has stirred France to indignation,

but apparently not nearly as much as it has stirred the outside world.

The capacity of the French for being "stirred to indignation" has lost

some of its elasticity by this time. It is an action so vivid, so

neat, so concise, that it turns the sympathies of neutrals more than a

thousand "routine" accounts of burnings and killings. _They bombarded

Rheims Cathedral!_ These four words need no elaboration. I myself find

it difficult to keep that neutral equilibrium which is necessary in an

Attaché who wishes to observe as much and as correctly as possible.

Whitney Warren, the architect, and several Attachés are to be sent to

Rheims in a day or two to make an investigation.

* * * * *

_Sunday, September 27th._ I examine indigent Germans, Austrians, and

Hungarians every morning, and during the afternoon take special cases

to the police, and write up accounts.

Today Paris had another visit from a German aëroplane which threw the

usual three bombs. One of them fell in the Avenue du Trocadéro near

the Embassy. It just missed demolishing the Ambassador and Mr. Frazier

who were in an automobile on their way to inspect the buildings and

grounds of the German Embassy. They had driven over the spot only two

minutes before the bomb struck. I was at the same time on my way to

the Embassy, having met them near the Pont d'Alma. I passed along the

avenue a minute later and had just turned the corner when the bomb

fell, killing an old man and tearing a leg off a little girl. The day

was very cloudy and the aviator was above the clouds; for this reason

no one seems to have discovered him and he must have thrown his bomb

at random.

* * * * *

_Monday, September 28th._ At lunch today in the Café Royal I overheard

a Frenchman remark that although he and all his compatriots greatly

esteemed Mr. Herrick, it would nevertheless have been an excellent

service against the enemy had he tactfully allowed himself to be

annihilated by the German bomb which missed him yesterday. Later in

the afternoon I took tea with Mr. Herrick at the _Chancellerie_, and

he was much amused when I recounted to him this example of a somewhat

equivocal good-will.

* * * * *

_Tuesday, September 29th._ The damage to Rheims Cathedral was largely

the result of fire. The Germans had, during the time they held the

city, converted it into a hospital; they had stacked the chairs

against the walls and covered the floor deep with straw upon which to

lay their wounded. During the spring and summer the front façade had

been undergoing repairs and was covered with heavy wooden scaffolding

similar to that which has for several years disfigured St. Sulpice in

Paris. The Cathedral was very famous for its choir-stalls and other

wood-carving, of which there was a great quantity, and the roof which

covered the vaulting was held up by a forest of great timbers many

centuries old.

After the Germans had been driven out of the city they bombarded it

from the hills outside, and their shells lit the straw on the

Cathedral floor. Over it the fire ran swiftly, ignited the chairs

piled against the walls, and then spread to the great masses of carved

woodwork; finally the scaffolding and roof caught fire and the famous

old Cathedral burned in one great conflagration. It has been

particularly famous for three things: its woodwork, its front façade,

and its stained-glass windows. The woodwork went up in smoke, the

front façade was all scorched and disintegrated by the intense heat so

that the surface of the stone detail is blowing off in fine dust,

while the glass to the last particle was shattered by the concussions

of bursting shells. The Cathedral stands like a great skeleton of its

former self. Its flesh, as it were, is gone although few of its bones

are broken.

* * * * *

_Saturday, October 3d._ This is the first war in modern times in which

whole nations have gone to battle; in this conflict every man in a

nation is a soldier. In Napoleon's day France had about the same

population--forty millions--that she now has, but Napoleon's

professional armies numbered, at most, only two hundred thousand men,

while today France has put fifteen or twenty times as many in the

field. In the present war, when an army sustains a 10 per cent. loss

it is not merely 10 per cent. of the army, but actually of the

able-bodied men of the nation.

* * * * *

_Wednesday, October 7th._ A German aëroplane again threw bombs on

Paris today.

* * * * *

_Thursday, October 8th._ Another Taube came today and threw bombs in

the neighborhood of the Gare du Nord. These machines in flight look

very much like sparrow-hawks and have a singularly sinister

appearance.

* * * * *

_Sunday, October 11th._ We had a record-breaking flock of Taubes today

when a number came together and dropped about twenty bombs. Their

combined score was twenty-two people killed and wounded; as usual, all

women, children, and old men.

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