I asked myself with anxiety and incredible emotion what would happen when the fatal struggle began. I was not kept waiting long, for suddenly, as if a diabolical4 orchestra had been let loose, a thousand sounds spread through the mountain repeated by the echoes in the valleys. The 286 din5 increased, traveled, stopped at times and then recommenced; it seemed as if a giant machine-gun were winding6 off shots from a long ribbon. The voices of the cannon7 of different caliber8 followed without interruption in their clamor. The piercing shrieks10 from the meadows were at intervals11 drowned by the round rumblings of the medium calibers followed by the hideous12 roars from the firing mouths of large caliber. The bombardment seemed to be on the side of the mountain, but lighter13 in the region of the Montello and again became intensive in the region towards the sea. I could not keep still, I was restless and ran madly to the top of the hill, towards the spot I had selected as my observation post. The entire plain beneath me was in flames, the line of the Piave was easily recognizable, even at night, from the shooting stars incessantly14 ascending15; it seemed as if a wonderful forest of resplendent flowers was rising and far off on the horizon was blossoming 287 in a metamorphosis of light. The white, red, and green intermingled in a golden rain. The region before the Piave was continually broken by the enemy’s flashes and in answer came shelling from our artillery16 grouped on the slope of the Montello. The flare17 of the gun discharges seemed, in the diffused18 light, like the leaping flash of magnesium19 light illumining at intervals a certain region. A shell of large caliber struck not far from us in the direction of Carpesica; our soldiers could not have been taken by surprise, they answered, they regulated their fire, they prevented the masses of the enemy from flooding the roads which lead to the front. My signals had been significant; they must have understood....
All night I anxiously kept watch on the hill; all night I tried to discern from the noise of the bombardment some indication of the outcome of the battle. Bottecchia was near me and about us there were 288 grouped several peasants and a few women who were praying for the boys fighting on the other side, and above the deafening20 rumble21 of the battle the feeble mumbling22 of their litanies at times reached my ears. Day was about to dawn and from all the aviation camps aeroplanes rose in uninterrupted flight directed towards the front. Who knew how terrible the conflict in the air would be and how many of our adversaries23 would fall under our straight shooting! I wished to move, to run, to participate in some way in the action, instead I was compelled to stay immobile, I was detained far from the struggle in which the fate of my country was being decided24, and I, who had never missed an offensive since the first day of the war, felt as if I had abandoned my post, as if I had deserted25 because in this moment I was not, as usual, where the fray26 was thickest, the action most heated and deadly.
It was seven in the morning, the hour in 289 which the infantry27 was scheduled to advance. The bombardment from the big-caliber guns had lessened28 and naught29 but the piercing shriek9 of field pieces from the meadows was heard. At times, wafted30 by the wind, I knew not if it were real or imagined, I seemed to hear the light rattle31 of the machine-guns. A thick fog spread over the Piave and it seemed as if the entire line had been suddenly submerged. It appeared to be the effect of the smoke projectiles32 intended to hide from our men the places in which the enemy was building bridges. Suddenly someone broke through the little group of people surrounding me. A priest in a long black robe and with something hidden under his shirt asked anxiously where he could find the Italian officer.
“Here, I am the Italian officer.”
He took from under his tunic33 a small rectangular box and excitedly handed it to me. I did not thank him, but clasped his hand. Hastily I descended34 the hill carrying 290 the little box with me and ran to the stable to copy the documents which were hidden in the little tin box. I removed a piece of glass from the window, above it I placed a thin piece of paper and with a pencil which I found in the box I began to transcribe35; I knew the code and the handwriting and soon I had filled six sheets. Bottecchia was standing36 on guard outside in front of the door. Now my actions were not useless, now I felt as if I had again become a combatant, now I knew that my life again had a value. We folded the little sheets in a compact roll, we pressed and tightened37 them to make them fit in the small tube, and fastened on the cover, being careful to place it with the colored part turned up so that during the flight the cork39 would not fall out and the risk be run of losing the pigeon despatch40. With great precaution we took the dear bird from the cage and placing one of its legs between the index and middle finger held it curved, violet breast facing us. 291 The docile41 creature did not flutter, but calmly let us work. We opened the rings fastened to the tube and placed them about the leg of the pigeon, being careful not to tighten38 them too much lest the bird suffer, yet not too loose, lest the tube be lost. Then still holding fast to the bird, I threw a jacket over my shoulder to hide the bird, and we went out on the hill. We hid in a wheat field so that no one about could see us, and launched the gentle bird towards the sky. It ascended42 at once and made several turns over our heads. The rustle43 of its wings was cadenced44 and even and we followed the bird in flight for a long time with an anxious look. Again it passed over our heads in ever-widening circles and then flew directly toward our territory. Within an hour our forces would know the plan of battle. I returned to my observation post at the top of the hill.
Time, 9.30. To me the bombardment seemed to be increasing in intensity45 and at 292 the same time I noticed that our batteries were not answering with the same violence as formerly46. Had our forces been surprised?... Had the enemy the upper hand?... The hours fled with startling rapidity. At four in the afternoon Rino, greatly fatigued47, brought me a message sent from Vittorio. The message was thus constructed:
“Time, 3.30 P.M. Between the Astico and the Brenta the Austrians have conquered Val Bella Point, Col del Rosso, and Col d’Echele. The 32nd Austrian division has broken the front on Mount Asolone reaching Mount Coston and quota48 1503. The 60th division has reached Mount Pertica and quota 1581. On the Solarolo salient the 55th division has been successful in the direction of Salton, but are strongly opposed by the great Italian resistance. The 20th division Honved and the 50th 293 division have suffered great losses in their attack on Mount Tomba. On the Montello, the 31st division has crossed the Piave at Campagnole di Sopra and is advancing rapidly. The 13th and 17th divisions Schützen have crossed the Piave at Villa49 Iacur and at Campagnole their gains extend from Giavera to the bridge of Priula.”
These successes of the enemy, although considerable, did not seem to me cause for great worry. Nevertheless I had hope that the later reports which the refugee would bring me, would be more encouraging! At about seven he came with another message:
“In the region of the Montello there have been strong counter-attacks by the Italians, but they have not kept the 31st and 41st Honved and the 11th division (dismounted), from crossing the Piave and from reinforcing the positions 294 captured from Candulu to the sea. The Austrians have at all points reached the right bank of the Piave. Their advance in certain points is one and a quarter miles deep, but the Italians yet hold the bank of the river between Candulu and the bridge of the Priula. The resistance of the Italians continues heated.”
That summarized the first day of battle. These last reports were far less comforting than the former because if the Austrians succeeded in driving on a little farther they would attack the key positions and then the Italians would have to decide on a retreat, and this setback50 would mean enormous sacrifices. But I could not admit it, I could not even think of it. Something must intervene in our favor. The fresh reserves which had not taken part in the battle as yet would turn the tide in our favor. But ere this happened how many days of terrible anguish51 295 must I still pass, for how many more nights must I stand on guard questioning the flashes I saw on the other side, questioning the flames of discharge from our batteries to see if they are still in the same place, if they were silent, or had been forced to retreat! I looked towards the Montello and it seemed to me that the fire of our cannon still came from the same place, but that was not a convincing proof, because those batteries might have fallen into the hands of the enemy who then could have brought them into action against our men. But, observing and analyzing52 everything well, I did not think the enemy had reached any important objective. As the battle developed I saw the accuracy of the information reported to me by Brunora, and since he reported that the objectives of the first day were to be the line, Montebelluna, Treviso, San Michele del Quarto to the sea, and these had not been reached at any point, I had reason to be cheerful. I should have liked to know, 296 however, how great a force the Austrians had used in this fighting, whether their losses had been great, whether the tenacity53 of our troops had really surpassed their expectations; I should have liked to know the condition of the Piave which must have swollen54 from the recent rains.
During the night we could not get a moment’s rest. The bombardment was so deafening that even if one wished to sleep it would have been impossible. Moreover every report made me start and I anxiously awaited the hour of dawn when I hoped to receive the coveted55 reports. I should have liked to fall asleep for several days and awaken56 when our forces had repulsed57 the enemy. However, I had to lay aside my personal worries and try to gather as much information as possible, for it would be all the more valuable to our command at such critical moments as these!
Brunora wrote in his morning bulletin that all night there had been a great movement 297 of troops towards the lower Piave, for the Austrian command, realizing that the attacks on the mountain had failed, had decided to give greater impetus58 to the attack from the Montello to the sea and especially towards the coast-line. I was anxious to see the Austrian despatch, which would certainly be printed in the Gazetta del Veneto, and I eagerly opened the newspaper which the refugee brought me. The despatch mentioned 30,000 prisoners, marvelous assaults, positions conquered, but it named no definite regions, and finally spoke59 of the tenacious60 resistance of the Italians and the opposition61 which had to be overcome by heroic shock troops to open up a way through the territory which was favorable to a defensive62 position and on which the Italians concentrated all their knowledge and their most valiant63 troops. On the whole, the article, although emphatic64 and verbose65, did not seem exactly the kind one would write to celebrate a great victory and between 298 the lines I seemed to read a hidden preoccupation.
The signals indicating “Troops are being moved towards the plain” was placed on the ground and at two o’clock our aeroplanes came to take photographs.
The despatch of the evening of June 16th follows:
“Situation on the Montello unchanged. The greatest effort of the enemy has been on the lower Piave. Ten enemy divisions have engaged in a terrific struggle and have occupied Fagaré and Bocca di Collalta from which they had been driven. The resistance of the Italians continues to be strong. Archduke Joseph this morning was supposed to be present at a great meeting rendering66 thanks to God for the victory of the Piave, but instead the meeting has been postponed67.”
This day too passed without any important 299 victory for the Austrians and this gratified me because every day that passed gave our men more time in which to gather the reserves and disclosed further the objectives of the enemy. The bombardment on the side of the mountain was now silent, but grew more intense between the bridge of the Priula and the sea. Evidently they were preparing the most obstinate68 attacks for the coming days in that region, but I was certain that if the Austrians had not succeeded in their surprise attacks they would never succeed. And this was the day they had planned to arrive in Venice ... but thank God, Venice was still far distant!
With the evening bulletin Brunora also sent me my legitimization paper and one for Bottecchia. From it I gathered that I was thirty-five, that I was a peasant, that I could not speak German. To make it valid69 I had to place the print of my thumb in a certain place, and the thoughtful secretary had provided even for this by sending me 300 some blotting70 paper soaked in copying ink. I pressed my finger on the paper and made a fingerprint71 under my signature. Of course, while signing my name I tried to change my handwriting in imitation of the irregular writing of the peasants and smilingly I admired the round puffy “P” with which I began my name. I practiced copying my name so that I should be able to write it always in the same way. This paper enabled me at last to wander about, and I decided to go on the following morning, before it was time to place the signals, as far as Sarmede where there was a large enemy auto-park and great movements of troops and material.
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