1912-1915
March 3, 1913 – NELLIE BLY TELLS HOW SUFFRAGISTS WON THE CAPITAL
Washington, March 3—I have stunning riding tags. Everybody said so, and I believed them. They were of this new gray tweed, dotted all over with my favorite emerald green. The hat matched, and with the small feather on the side, was quite fetching. Yes, of course, trousers and a long coat, which just missed the top of my boots.
December 4, 1914 – NELLIE BLY SENDS FIRST WAR ARTICLE FROM FIRING LINE
The following is the first of the articles to come from Miss Nellie Bly, special correspondent for the Evening Journal, who is now in the beleaguered fortress of Przemysl in Austria:
Przemysl, Friday, Oct. 30, 1914—I went on the firing line yesterday. It was Thursday, October, 29, 1914. I was called at 5 o’clock. I made my unsatisfactory toilet in the dark. My electric light had gone to sleep and the daylight was not yet on duty.
December 5, 1914 – NELLIE BLY SEES MAIMED
Przemysl, Friday Oct. 30, 1914—My baptism was not immediate. It did come later and unexpectedly. Our wagons were all in a line on the river bank. To our left were hundreds of soldiers packed in a group. I could hear the voice of someone addressing them. I wondered if some general was making an address before going into war, as Napoleon used to do.
December 7, 1914 – POLAND WAR AT CLOSE RANGE IS DESCRIBED BY NELLIE BLY
Przemysl, Friday, Oct. 30, 1914 – Long, deep trenches connected one line of caves, with another line in advance. – Over the front line branches of trees had been stuck in the earth. – It looked like stubby growth of scrubwood. It concealed completely the caves. – Soldiers were busy bringing the branches from a grove on the hill when the burring of an aeroplane made the captain give them a quick order to stop and stand still.
December 8, 1914 – NELLIE BLY ON BATTLEFIELD
Przemysl, Oct. 30, 1914—We left the battery and proceeded along the muddy road. There was Colonel John, Baron Mednyansky, a painter of renown; Cesare Santoro, a writer, editor, and owner of a newspaper in Rome, Italy; Alexander Exax photographer, and myself. In Herr Hollitzer’s cape! That meant labor.
December 9, 1914 – NELLIE BLY’S WAR STORY
Przemyal, Sunday, Nov. 1, 1914.—I was called at 4 a.m. to-day, having received orders to meet our party at the Bahnhof square at 5. It was crow-dark and cold—not the brink, fresh cold that stings and braces, but the dead damp cold that eats in until every nerve shivers. I had light to dress by. I had no water. I had no bell, the hotel has no servants.
December 10, 1914 – PERILS OF THE CHOLERA
Przemysl, Nov. 1—Winter is here. Before this article reaches New York what shall the bitter cold show us? Can the horror be pictured? Countless thousands frozen in trenches, countless wounded frozen by the roadsides in their search for hospitals; countless thousands frozen in the freight trains on their way to the cities.
December 9, 1914 – NELLIE BLY’S WAR STORY
Przemyal, Sunday, Nov. 1, 1914.—I was called at 4 a.m. to-day, having received orders to meet our party at the Bahnhof square at 5. It was crow-dark and cold—not the brink, fresh cold that stings and braces, but the dead damp cold that eats in until every nerve shivers. I had light to dress by. I had no water. I had no bell, the hotel has no servants.
December 11, 1914 – NELLIE BLY AT THE FRONT
Przemysl, Nov. 1 – “Do you see those brave Tyroleans?” asked another officer pointing to a front line on the right. “Three months ago they were 2,000. To-day they are 80. Seven officers were killed and seven replaced them. They are dead. Seven new ones are here.”
December 12, 1914 – DEAD STREW TRENCHES
Przemsyl, Nov. 1—After the hospital feast all the officers and Prince posed for photographs. Colonel John was very anxious that no journalists should be in the group. The prince then bade us good-bye and disappeared over the hill, followed by two officers.
