The view the War Memorial with the Holyoke Range int he distance.
Within the inner circle of the War Memorial are the names of 33 Amherst men, from the classes of 1899 to 1920, who lost their lives in “the war to end all wars.” Here are sketches of three.

Wallace Minot Leonard Jr. ’16

Wallace Leonard
In April 2018, French President Emmanuel Macron visited the White House and brought an oak sapling to plant on the lawn. It came from a place called Belleau Wood. A hundred years ago, a handful of Amherst alumni fought in a pivotal battle there at the Belgian border.

Leonard was one of them. He’d grown up in Newton, Mass., and at Amherst had been managing editor of The Student and captain of the gymnastics team. In his senior year, his classmates chose him to give the prestigious “Grove Oration” speech. (Calvin Coolidge had been so honored in his own class.)

First Lt. Leonard married Dorothy MacLure in 1917, just before shipping out with the U.S. Marines. He would become the most decorated Amherst man to die in World War I, receiving the rare Distinguished Service Cross for heroism, as well as the French Croix de Guerre.

This was because of what happened on June 6, 1918. On a day of fierce fighting, Leonard was ordered to lead his 43 men to attack a nest of German machine guns in a town near Belleau Wood. They crawled through a thousand yards of open field under unremitting enemy fire. By the time they reached the gun emplacement, on a rooftop, Leonard’s uniform was pierced by bullets in three places but, incredibly, he was unharmed.

After rushing up the stairs, the men—only five now left—killed the German gunners and captured seven enemy machine guns. “I don’t recall much that happened,” Leonard told a friend. “We spent most of our time hanging onto Mother Earth.”

In the Frost archives, you can read his charismatic letters home, including one to a Quaker childhood friend who asked what he thinks of pacifism. Leonard heatedly describes German atrocities against civilians and long lines of war refugees, and says this: “No sane man could possibly be a pacifist having seen what I have seen.”

Following the battle, Leonard was sent to train soldiers at Ohio’s Camp Sherman. Six months after miraculously surviving Belleau Wood, he died there of pneumonia.

It was “a kind of ironic blow not uncommon during the Great War,” to quote a recollection written about Leonard. Indeed, upwards of a third of Amherst alumni who died in World War I succumbed to germs, not bullets, mostly because of the flu pandemic of 1918.

Eight months after Leonard’s death, his wife gave birth to their daughter.

Harry Albert Bullock ’99

Harry Bullock
Those big wine casks were an easy mark. The French army had repurposed them to haul water to the front lines, but the Germans kept shooting up the staves. Bullock thought hard about how to solve this problem, and got an idea: Why not clean out empty metal gas tanks and stow the water there instead? 

This Royalston, Mass., native, grandson of former Massachusetts Gov. Alexander Hamilton Bullock, was indefatigable at this kind of thing. He’d been an investigative reporter at The New York Times, breaking complex stories on railroad scandals and landing an exclusive with the reclusive Union Pacific magnate E.H. Harriman. Impressed, the directors of the Brooklyn Rapid Transit authority hired Bullock away to tackle logistics for their 2 million subway riders.

At the BRT, he founded a bureau of public safety, plus a medical bureau that gave free treatment to each of the authority’s 15,000 employees. Capt. Bullock was too old to see combat—he was 39 when he went to France, having used his vacation time to attend New York’s Plattsburg Officer Training Camp. So the army deployed him to its Quartermaster Reserve Corps, where he oversaw the transport of troops and supplies for the 1st Division.

On May 30, 1918, just after the First had taken the town of Cantigny, he was meeting with several other division leaders to hammer out the water-in-gas-tanks details. They sat inside a brick villa, 5 miles back from the front lines. Suddenly, Germans fighter planes swooped above. One dropped an aerial bomb, which split the villa in half: Bullock and four others were killed instantly.

The Times ran an appreciation of their former reporter. He enriched his profession, it said, “by directing his energy and unfaltering courage, and his keen and highly trained intellect, toward the promotion of the public good.”

Daniel Stevenson Smart ’14

Daniel Smart
He was a minister’s son and became a minister himself. In a letter to his mother from a village in the Ardennes, he was candid about the murderous shelling and toxic gas attacks, yet comforted her from afar: “Don’t get scared about this, just read the 91st Psalm.”

Smart grew up in Cambridge, N.Y., near Glens Falls, where his father, John H. Smart ’68, led the local Presbyterian church. At Amherst, Daniel played baseball, ran track and was a member of the Christian Association Cabinet; after graduation, he attended Princeton Theological Seminary and was ordained one month before sailing to France.

Smart was commissioned a 1st lieutenant and assigned to the 328th Infantry as a chaplain. For months, he buoyed the troops, calmed the wounded and performed burials in the various denominations of the deceased. “He made Christ seem very real,” said one of Smart’s compatriots.

On Oct. 15, 1918, in a break in fighting near Saint-Juvin and Sommerance, he and a Red Cross worker were bringing tobacco and chocolate to the troops at the front when they found some men recently killed in action. They began to ready them for burial and, as Smart pulled out his prayer book, a shell exploded nearby. The Red Cross worker died right then, but Smart seemed only slightly wounded. He was carried on a stretcher to Hospital #14 behind the lines. The head chaplain wrote to Smart’s sister about what happened next:

“Your brother was conscious when he reached the hospital and his smile was still with him. While he was waiting to be taken into the dressing room he laughed and comforted another lad supposed to be more seriously wounded than he.”

Smart died on the X-ray table: the shell had severed his kidneys. The hospital chaplain reached into Smart’s pocket, took out the prayer book there and paged to the Presbyterian section. Then he read the brave young man the rites of his faith.

Photo Credit: Portraits: College archives; War Memorial: Henry Amistadi