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* ' s I Ri , V. CHAPTER X!. / i . Over the Top. ! On my second trip to the trenches our officer was making his rounds of inspection, and we received the cheerful n^ws that at four in the moaning we were to go over the top and take the German front-line trench. My heart' turned to lead. Then the officer car- j ried on with his instructions. To the best of my memory I recall them as : .'follows: "At eleven a wiring party will , go out in front and cut lanes through > our barbed wire for the passage of troops in the morning. At two o'clock : our artillery will open up with an intense bombardment, which will last nn-1 'til four. Upon the lifting of the bar- j rage the first of the three waves will1 ,go over." Then he left. Some of the: Tomniies. first getting permission from > the sergeant, went into the machine j ;gnnners' dugout and wrote letters home, saying that in the morning they were going over the top, and also that If the letters reached their destination.; it would mean that the writer had been; Killed. r ; These letters were turned over to the captain with instructions to mail same in the event of the writer's being j killed. Some of the men made out i their wills in their pay books, under j ? the caption, "Will and Last Testa- j ment" mr Then the nerve-racking wait com- j f menced. Every now and then I would { glance at the dial of my wrist watch and was surprised to see how fast the minutes passed by. About five minutes to two I got nervous waiting for our guns to open up. I could not take my j eyes from my watch. I crouched j against the parapet and strained my muscles in a deathlike grip upon my riflel As the hands on my watch showed two o'clock a blinding red flare ngntea up rne SKy in our rear, men thunder, intermixed with a shar?, whistling sound in the air over our heads. The shells from our guns were speeding on their way toward the German lines. With one accord the men j sprang up on the fire step and looked j over the top in the direction of the j German trenches. A line of bursting j shells lighted up No Man's Land. Th? j din was terrific and the ground trem- j k bled. Then, high above our heads wo could h^ar a sighing moan. Our big 1 boys behind the line had opened up ! and 9.2's and 15-inch shells commenced ( dropping into the German lines. . The j flash of the guns behind the lines$ the ! ?-U_ oJr. ! St'reauu Vi. Ute f-IiCllS im uu^u mc cm, ! v and the flare of them, bursting, was a . spectacle that put Pain's greatest display into the shade. The constan: pup, pup, of German machine guns ana i an occasional rattle <>f rifle firing gav??,-] me the impression of a huge audience 1 applauding the work of the batteries. } Our 18-pounders were destroying the j German barbed wire, while the heavier j stuff was demolishing their trenches , and bashing in dugouts or funk holes. I Then Fritz got busy. Their shells went screaming over- j head, aimed in the direction of the I flares from our batteries. Trench mor- i tars started dropping "Minnies" in j our front line. We clicked several casualties. Then they suddenly ceased, i Our artillery had taped or silenced; them. During the bombardment you c{mld almost xead a newspaper in our trench.1 Sometimes in the flare of a shell-burst i a man's body would be silhouetted! against the parado? of the trench altd it like a hu<re mon . t. You could hardly hear yourself think. When j an order was to be passed down the I trench you had to yell it, using your hands as a funnel into the ear of tli<* j man sitting- next to you on the fire step, j In about twenty minutes a generous ! rum issue was doled out. After drink- ' ing the rum, which tasted like varnish and sent a shudder through your j frame, you wondered why they made ' you wait until the lifting of the jar- i rage before going over. At ten min- j utes to four word was passed down, ! "Ten minutes to go!" Ten minutes | to live! We were shivering all over, j My legs felt as if they were asleep. ! Then word was passed dowh: "First i wave get on and near the scaling ladders." These were small wooden ladders j which \te had placed against the para-1 pet to enable us to go over the top on f the lifting of the barrage. "Ladders of j an ???/\ /an 11 /\rl 4-V\ / ??-?n M V> 1 tt utruiu >\ tr v;aiicu tucuj, auu vciitauij ; they were. Before a charge Tommy Is the po-1 litest of men. There is never any pushing: or crowding to be first up these ladders. We crouched around the base of the ladders waiting for the word to go over. I was sick and faint, and was puffing away at an unlighted fag. ; Then came the word, "Three minutes i .to go; upon the lifting of the barrage ' and on the blast of the whistles, 'Over j the top with the best ov luck and give j :them beli.'" The famous phrase of' Tsrfi*-T w-?r"t *?,?') / ? * i\ ?i jf-g k g / \g\ fI 11 n Ml 15 I R / I r? p | I S ?l I 1 K hn 1111' -a. ^ J. ) mow^omm /V 5 j V--' I ! -' * ^ "A" \/ hU'i i \? Ty t>v /** tt r ">v r rifFi /ri }V riwY iiUK yU 1 ii IF LI r* /TfiwMrn <r*v. >k* rr? / ., -,,, the western front. The Jormh phrase of the western front". To Tommy it means if 7011 are lucky enough 10 come back you will he minus an arm or a leg. Tommy hates to be wished the best of luck; so. when peace is declared, if it ever is, and you meet ft Tommy on the street, just wish him the best of luck and duck the brick that follows. T n";t ;n r. t C1T Wrist Watch. We all were them and you could hardly call us "sissies;" i<fc doing so. It was a minute to four. I could see the hand move to the twelve, then a dead silence. It hurt. Everyone looked up to see what hud happened,*but not for > long. Sharp whittle blasts rang out' along the trench, and with a cheer trie men scrambled up the ladders. The bullets were cracking overhead, and occasionally a niachine gun would rip and tear the top of the sandbag prrnipet. How I got up that ladder I wiil ; l-Timi- r"Vtn firct ton Poor m: f" in UUV H JlXIV. JLAJL^l tvn AWV V?w ... front was 'gonv. Then we passed through lanes in our barbed wire. I knew 1 was running, but could feel no motion below the waist. Patches on! the ground seemed to float to the rear, as if I were on a treadmill and seen-; ery was rushing past me. The Ger-; mans had put a barrage of shrapnel1 across No Man's Land, and you could ; hear the pieces slap the ground about j you. After I had passed our barbed wire and gotten into No Man's Lard a! Tommy about fifteen feet to my right ( front turned around and looking in my : direction, put his hand to his mouth j and yelled something which I could not j make out on account of the noise from | the bursting shells. Then he coughed,' stumbled, pitched forward and lay still, j His body seemed to float to the rear; T chorn nm nlra irk VJJL liiC* A V,VU?U litui OAJUi^r vi uv. iw am i the afr e'jout me. These were caused j by passing rifle bullets. Frequently,; to my ri?ht and left, little spurts of i dirt wc.-ild rise into the air and a rieo* chet bullet \youid whine on its way. If a Tommy should see one of these j little spurts in front of him. he would j tell the nurse about it later. The i crossing of No Man's Land remains a j blank to me. Men on my right and left would I stumble and fall. Some would try to j get up. while others remained huddled ; and motionless. Then smashed-up i barbed wire came into view and! seemed carried on a tide to tlie rear.! Suddenly, in front of me loomed a j bashed-in trenr-h about four feet wide, j Queer-looking forms like mud turtles , were shambling up its wall. One of I these forms seemed to slip and then { rolled to the bottom of the trench. I leaped across this intervening space. The man to my left seemed to pause in midair, then pitched head down into j the German trench. I laughed out loud j in my delirium. Upon alighting on the j other side of the trench I came to with I a sudden jolt. Right in front of me j loomed a giant form with, a rifle which j Innl.-or? oHrmt fr.ri lnnir nn f}iA Pnr} I of which seemed seven bayonets. These j flashed in the air in front of me. Then through my mind flashed the admonition of our bayonet instructor back in Blighty. He had said, "whenever yon get in a charge and run your bayonet up to the hilt intota German the Fritz 1 will fall. Perhaps your rifle will be j wrenched from your grasp. Do not waste time, if the bayonet is fouled j in his equipment, by putting your foot j on his stomach and tugging at the rifle J to extricate the bayonet. Simply j press the trigger and the bullet will i free it." In my present situation this j was the.logic, but for the life of- me ! I could not remember how he had told : me to get my bayonet into the Ger- ' man. To me this was the paramount i issue. I closed my eyes and lunged forward. My rifle was torn from my hands. I must have gotten the German because lie had disappeared. About twenty feet to my left front was a huge Prussian nearly six feet four inches in height, a fine specimen j of physical manhood. The bayonet i from his rifle was missing, but he j clutched the barrel in both hands and j was swinging the butt around his head, j I could almost hear the swish of the; butt passing through the air. Three ' little Tommies were engaged with him. They looked nice pigmies alongside or j the Prussian. The Tommy on the left i was gradually circlmg to the rear of his opponent. It was :i funny sight to see thorn duck the swinging butt and try to jab him at the same time. The Tommy nearest me received the butt i of the German's rifle in a smashing! I blow below the right temple. It? smashed his head like an eggshell. lie j pitched forward on his side and a con- | vulsive shudder ran through his body. Meanwhile the other Tommy had pained the renr of the Prussian. Suddenly about four inches of bayonet protruded from the throat of the Prussian soldier, who staggered forward and fell. I will never forget the look of blank astonishment that came over i his face. f Then some: h in?: hit me in the left i shoulder jMiil r-y hfr sblo went numb, j It felt as if a hot pok?>r w:,s In::.!'; driven throu;:h me. I ftit no pain? just a sort of nervous slior-k. A b:;y-j t ha?l pierced n:<* i":-? ::! the roar. ! | fv'lI backward en the irrouiel. but was j not unconscious. because I could > e 1 dim objects nv-vinir around !n<>. Th- n 1 ? / ? . - r . .. .. Ji. Itasn Ol :il J '': 11 i?i i;i\ ;ii. , uueonsoh ?usness. S;,';>ithii><r had hit | me on The head. I have never found j out what it was. I dreamed I was bcir;cr tested ahout ; in an op;'a l><>at --a a ht-avin^ s. a and \ o]>f :ud n'iV eyes. T: :? r oon was shin- i in it. I was on a stre'eher hein? ?".r l ied (>wn < of ear conununieatMri j trenches. At the. advanced first-aid Twist my wounds were drosed, ii i:d then I was put into an ambulance and, sent to one of the base hospitals. The ! i wounds in v.y ^-boulder and head v.ere! no: serious Mid in six w; !is I had re-: u;ined rav for service in the front line. ! CHAPTER XS1. ~ I B o m cinOi i The boys in the seciion welcomed me j back, but there were many strange j faces. Several of our men had gone j West in that charge, and were lying j "somewhere in France" with a little wooden cross at their heads. We were j r_ W \ i / ... ? vjilhiW':/f mim*, \ 4M|! ' ' ..' ; W; | .v j i ' ; - : I : ' *' ::3 <| I . . V; l|lf .;.j? . : ! " ' ' \ : | Throwing Hand Grenades. in rest billets. The Dext day our cap-1 tain asked for volunteers for bombers' J school. I gave my name and was ac-' cepted. I had joined the Suicide club, j and my 'roubles commenced. Thirty- j two men of the battalion, including my- < self. wpre sent to Jj . where we \ went through a course In bombing. Here we were instructed in the uses, method? throwing and manufacture of various kinds of hand grenades, from the old "jam tin," now obsolete, to the present Mills bomb, the standard ! of the British array. It all depends where you are as to j what you are called. In France they j call you a "bomber" and give you meu- j als, while in neutral countries they j call you an anarchist and give you i "life." i From the very start the Germans i were well equipped with effective j Vv kr. 5 y~\ s\ri VinrwU Tlllf ! UWU1L/S iIj.1V! UlliLlCU WJHHJ tuiu? v ui ???. - j the English army was as little pre-! pared in this important*department of 1 fighting as in many others. At bou.b- j ing school an old sergeant of the Gren-1 adier guards, whom I had the good j fortune to meet, told me of the diseour- \ agements this branch of the service i suffered before they could meet the Germans on an equal footing. (Pacifists and- small army people in the U. S. please read with care.) The first English expeditionary forces had no j bombs at all, but had clicked a lot of; casualties from those thrown by the! Bodies. One bright morning someone j higher up had an idea and issued tin ) order detailing two men from each ! platoon to go to bombing school to > learn the duties of a bomber and how i to manufacture bombs. Noncommis-' sioned officers were generally selected 1 far this course. After about two1 - 1 1 ?1 ? i +Vl??T? ' weeivs ui scxiooi nit'} rciui'm-u i" mui units in rest billets or in the fire1 froneh, as the case might be, and got busy teaching their platoons how to make "jam tins." Previously an order hnd been issued for all ranks to save empty jam tins for the manufacture of bombs. A pro-! fessor of bombing would sit on the; fire step in the front trench with the remainder of his section crowding around to see him work. On his left would be a pile of empty and rusty jam tins, while beside him on the fire step would be a miscellaneous assortment of material used in i the manufacture of the "jam tins." ; Tommy would stoop down, get on empty "jam tin," take a handful of clayey mud from the parapet, and line' the inside of the tin with this sub- j stance. Then he would reach over, pick up his detonator and explosive, and insert them in the tin, fuse pro-' truding. On the fire step would be a pile of fragments of shell, shrapnel balls, bits of iron, nails, etc.?anything tnat was nara onou^n to senu over i<? Fritz; he \Vould scoop up a handful of this junk and put it in the bomb. Perhaps one of the platoon would ask him what he did this for. and he would explain that when the bomb exploded these bits would fly about and kill or oni* r:ui-m<)n V??i- }\f snndA n "UliU CK11J v?v I 111U il iiiC 1'%T 7 questioner would immediately pull a button off his tunic and hand it to the bomb maker with, "Well, blame me, send this over as a souvenir," or another Tommy would volunteer fin old rusty and broken jackknife; both would be accepted and inserted. Then the professor would take an o?]mt handful of mud or:?! fill tho tin. after which he would punrh a !:<>> in tho iid of tii-' rin and put .1 "V<t the t.'p of the bomh. the fuse siickinjr our. T!i"U prrhans ho wouH {; ;!: My wrap v.i;v around thoutsit' of tin. ami In* ]?<>*:rl? v.':is ready to 1 over to I'ri'.z \vi:!i Tommy's compliments. A pio-o of v*(r'about fo: inches Vv:iTi? ii; .] bivn j^suf.l. This was to ho *v^<l on jho I.-ft. l>y means < f : ."o leatlmr straps ami was like tho ci-1^ of a match b.^x; it was called a '.-trlker." There was a tip like tho !v I of a in at h on the fuse 'f the i < .!?. T:< iirnito tho fuse. you had to rub it on the "s'riker," just tho same rs striking a match. The fuse was t :'.. (! K) five sounds or l.on/rcr. Some 'f ii:,- fuses issued in those days would lurn d.?vn in a secomI or two, while o:h;r> would "sizz" for a wee!-: Deiore e\*pso<1:ng. in Liigluy il.e rnuniifr!7i '.vorkers weren't culte up to snuff, : '.if way they are now. If the fuse took a n-'i<? burn too quickly they generally buried the bomb maker nerrt day. So making bombs could not be cali."d a "cushy" or sure job. A f er making several bombs the profosor instructs the platoon in throwini: them. He takes a "jam tin" from the fire step, trembling a little, because it is nervous work, especially when new at it, lights the fuse on his striker. The fuse begins to "sizz" and spnrter and a spiral of smoke, like bat from a smoldering fag, rises from ir. The platoon splits in two and <Iuc!:s aroi:nd the traverse nearest to the! 11. They don't like tlie looks and sound of the burning fuse. "When that fu?e h:-?ins to smoke and "sizz" von want to say good-by to it as soon as possible, so Tommy with all his might chucks it over the top and crouches against the parapet, waiting for the explosion. Lots of times in bombing the "jam tin" would be picked up by the Germans, before it exploded, and thrown back nt Tommy with dire results. After a lot of men went 'West in this manner r?n order was issued, reading something like this: "To all ranks in the British army: After igniting the fuse and before throwing the jam-tin bomb, count slowly one! two! three!" This in order to give the fuse time enough to burn down, so that the bomb would explode before the Germans could throw it back.Tommy read the order?he reads them all, but after he Ignited the fuse and it began to smoke?orders were forgotten, and away stye went in record time and back she came to the further discomfort of the thrower. Then another order was issued to ??ount, "ore hundred! two hundred! three hmdred!" But Tommy didn't care if the order read to count up to r thnnsnnd hv Quarter's, he was going to get rid of that "jam tin," because from experience he had learned not to trust it. When the powers that be realized that they could not change Tommy tijey decided to change the type of bomb and did so?substituting the "hair brush." the "cricket ball," and later the Mills bomb. The standard bomb used in the British army is the "Mills." It is about the shape and size of a large lemon. Although not actually a lemon, Fritz insists that it is; perhaps he judges it by the havoc caused by its explosion. I no .vi:ns? Domn is inane or sieei, hi? outside of which is corrugated into 48 small squares, which, upon the explosion of the bomb, scatter in a wide area, wounding or killing any Fritz who is unfortunate enough to be hit by one of the flying fragments. Although a very destructive and efficient bomb the '"Mills" has the confidence of the thrower, in that he ( knows it will not explode until re leased from his grip. It is a mechanical device, with a lever, fitted into a slot at the top. which extends half way around the circumfercnce and is held in place at the bottom by a fixing pin. In this pin there is a small motal ring. for the purpose of extracting the pin when ready to throw. You do not throw a bomb the way a baseball is thrown, because, when in a narrow trench, your hond is liable to strike against the parados, traverse or parapet, and then down goes the bomb, and, in a couple of seconds or so, up goes Tommy. In throwing, the bomb and lever arc grasped fn the right hand, the left foot is advanced, knee stiff, about one and a half its length to the front, wnne the. right log, knee bent, is carried slightly to the right. The left arm is extended at an ansle of 45 degrees, pointing fn the direction the bomb is to be thrown. This position is similar to that of shot putting, only that the right arm is extended downward. Then you hurl the bomb from you with' an overhead bowling motion, the same as in cricket, throwing it fairly high in the air, this in order to give the fuse a chance to burn down so that when the bomb lands, it immediately ex- j plodes and gives the Germans no time J to scamper out of Its range or to re- j turn it. As the bomb leaves your hand, the ; lever, by means of a spring, is projected into the air and falls harmlessly to < 1he ground a few feet in front of the! bomber. When the lever flies off it releases' a strong spring, which forces the tiring i pin into u percussion cap. This ignites j the fuse, which burns down and sets' off the detonator, charged with fulmi-l nate of mercury, which explodes the i main charge of ammonal. The average British soldier is not an j expert at throwing; it is a new game! to him, therefore the Canadians and! Americans, who have played baseball! from the kindergarten lip, take natu-j rally to bomb throwing and excel in this act, A six-foot English bomber j will standi !B :?we<! v... . ... Sr. S I! !: t'o fi VO-I <>i ?i -!l< \ ' 'ir ! onhlisi;;ure ' s throw I'.v S'.-v-T:?! yards. I have re: >] a few war >: ri'kS of ? ? y.ifZ, v. r." *?! i):? ir bombs \.is<throwing tfcr-m. but u pitcher v. l;o < :??? 'J > t!:N v. < ".::v..: ' ( il:itht.'ws*:!t I'v 'i Ilkv a ? !.': r, is lu-:;.;: time pia;. ?.in tho 13-;r?'ja^n "War 1 ;:-h h-ague, v. "^n lie w<-i:M be ab!e Xo set the 1 ig lea erne" on flro. We had u cu.-liy time while nt ? V < school. In fp.ot, to us ir was a r ;'r vacation, ami W ' were very sorr\ %; im one morning the aU.lmarit order; i us to report at headquarters for transportation and rations to lvtura to our units up the line. i vi-'vinir CA/>tii>n + 44tu (.L ' Ui U' 'ih 1X1 ? 1 once again t- iult. reel lis t!>e glad mitt, but looked askance at us out of the corners of their eyes. They could not conceive, as they expressed it. how a man could be such a blinking idiot as to j;-!n the Suicide club. I was beginning to feel sorry that I had become a member of said club, and my life to me appeared doubly precious. Now that I was a sure-enough bomber I, was praying for peace and hoping that my services as such would not be required. CHAPTER XI!J. My First Official Bavh. XtlgllL UCillUU UUl I t'M uuttt w as a large cre<4t about ten feet deep and twenty feet across, and it was n habit of the company to avail tlic*i*sv?v?;? of an opportunity to take a swim and at tbe same time thoroughly wash themselves and their underwear win n on their own. We were having a spell of hot weather, and these baths to us were a luxury. The Tommies would splash around in the water and then come out and sit in the sun and have what they termed a "shirt hunt." At first we tried to drown the "cooties," out tney aiso seemea ro enjoy ine oaui. One Sunday morning the whole section was in the creek and we were bavins: a gay time, when the sergeant major appeared on the scene. He came to the edge of the creek and ordered: "Come out of it. Get your equipment on, 'drill order,' and fall in for bath parade. Look lively, my hearties. You .have on'y got fifteen minutes." A howl of indignation from the creek greeted this order, hut out we came. Discipline is discipline. We lined up in front of our billet with rifles and bayonets (why you need rilles and bayonets to take a bath ge|s me), a full quota of ammunition, and our tin hats.! ! Each man had a piece of soap and 3 towel. After an eicht-kilo march along a dusty road, with an occasional shell ; whistling overhead, we arrived at a ; little squat frame building upon the j | b^nk of a creek, bailed-over the door j of this buildingT7fis a large sign which ) read "Divisional Baths." In a wooden | ' shed in the rear we could hear a ! wheezy old engine pumping water. i ! We lined up in front of the baths, i soaked with perspiration, and piled | our rifles into stacks. A sergeant of J the R. A. M. C. with a yellow band j around his left arm on which was j "S. P." (sanitary police) in black let- ; ters, took charge, ordering us to take j nf? m-iv onninmf>nt nnrnll niir T")lltt(jeS ! and unlace hoots. Then, starting from j the right of the line, lie divided ns into squads of fifteen. I happened to J be in the first squad. i We entered a small room, where wt ( were given five minutes to undress, ! then tiled into the bathroom. In here ; I [ ^ A Bathroom at the Front. i j there were fifteen tubs (barrels sawed! fn two) half full of water. Each tub j contained a piece of foundry soap. Thej ^n'n. V...^ fnel- I sergeanr unnnufu us uuu j?-. twelve minutes in which to take our baths. Soaping ourselves all over, we! took turns in rubbing each other's j backs, then by means of a garden hose,, washed the soap off. The water was. Ice cold, but felt fine. Pretty soon a bell rang and the wa-j ter was turned off. Some of the slower; ones were covered with soap, but this made no difference to the sergeant, who chased us into another room, * II 1 .. fi-Ant fl littlo wnere we liutru ui-> m m/m. window, resembling the box office in a| theater, nnd received clean underwear/ i I r i 'X. lov.vls. Fii ..i here wr \.cr>r hifqj the mom wi:eiv v.o I:;iii first Ten minutes were allowed in which zo jret into our "clni>U *." My p:iir <>i >:iv.vrs i-:;ino r.;> to r <r chin v.r.'l the shirt bureiy iv;:che<l my hmpn, out they v.t-;v f lean?:ia strnii^' J's on so I was snu^iM, Ar ti!<* (o:y>iration M I:, ,7-. t<-1 V '.* v.vre turn;-! out :i'M 4 our (Jrt S^Iiion the jrrass. ! V;'ht-n a;! -- f the o< : t ">y h;:r! hathetf !t was r. ci-*e of march : u> ! Tii-it n. -rch was the n.ost uieon.; a!a! one imagined. just cuss!as: and !.::n<3-> aii he v.ay. We were cow* ; with white dus: ; nd felt greasy from sweat The wuc'. ii ui flenvear issued was. itch:*'.:: like the mischief. After eating car dinner of stewf which had l.een fcoi>t for us?it was now four o'clock?we went into the crei k an-1, had another hath. IX "Holy Joe" could h:ve heard cur remarks about the divisional baths and army red tape he would have fainted at our wickedness. But Too ray is only human ai'ier all. I just mentioned "Holy Joe" or the cnajiiain in an irreverent sort of way, bet no offense was meart, as there were some very brave n.ec among them. I There are so many instances of hei roic* devils performed uncer lire in rescuing ti e wounded that it would take several books to chronicle them, but have to mention one instance pei^ formed by n chaplain, Captain Hall by nnme, in the brigade on our left, because ii particularly appealed to me. A chaplain is not a fighting man; he is recognized as :i noncombatamt and carries no arms. In a charge or trenci raid the soldier frets a feeling of confidence from contact with his rifle, re* l *' ' ; volver. or bomb he is carrying. He ha? something to protect himself with, . something with which he can inllict harm on the eneinv?in other words, he is able to get his own back. But the chaplain is empty-handed,, and.is at the mercy of the enemy if he encounters them, so it is doubly brave for him to go over the top, under fire, and bring in wounded. Also & chaplain is not required by the king's regulations to go over in a charge, but this one did, made three trips under the hottest kind of fire, each time returning with a wounded man on his back. On the third trip he received: a bullet through his left arm, but never reported the matter to the doctor until late that night?just spent his time ad-i minie+OT*!nor t-Vio wonfc r\f the Ti-Aiin UJ11J1CIV1 tv 141V/ (4UIC vx IUV U VUUU"' ed lying on stretchers. j The chaplains of the British armjri are a fine, manly set of men, and aro greatly respected bv Tcs.nj| (TO BE CONTINUED.) 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"Gets-Tt" is sold at all druggists (you need pay no more than 25 cents a bottle), or sent on receipt of price by E. Lawrence & Co., Chicago. I1L Sold in Newberry, and recommended by as the world's best corn remedy by W. C. Mayes, i\ E. Way, Newberry Drug Co. * . . x If }<ui want cotton mules at the righi price^ don't fail (o see this bunch that will arrive at our stable on ' -.-21 Wednesday. The Purcell Company. 3-4 It. NOTICE OF FIXAL'SE7TLEMEXr,r Notice is hereby given that the undersigned will make final settlement and return as Administrator of estate of Herman Brehmer, deceased, in the /^Annfr ri UUfllg ^i. .\vnucn y ^vuu^( South Carolina, on March lltli, 1?1?, at 11 o'clock a. m., and will apply $3? his final discharge as such Administrator. All persons indebted to said estate will mate immediate settlement A of indebtedness with, and all persons V. r? M * > or fl )U>^ qfQin^t sain wili **V iV4*1A0 U.0M.?44MV - present same, duly proven, as required by law, to the undersigned or his aiG. "Bartow Brehmer, Administrator of the Estate of y# / Herman Brehmer, deceased. Newberrv.-S. C.. Feb 2nd, 1918. tornevs. P.]o?se & Bl?ise, at Newberry SC. I , . _;;-3 >