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[ CHAPTER I?Fired by the news of the
(Sinking of the Lusitania by a German
submarine, Arthur Guy Empey, an American,
leaves his office in Jersey City and
goes to England where he enlists in the
British army.
CHAPTER II?After a period of training,
Empey volunteers for immediate service
and soon finds himself in rest billets
^somewhere in France," where he first
imakes the acquaintance of the ever-present
"cooties."
CHAPTER III?Empey attends his first
church services at the front while a German
Fokker circles over the congregation.
CHAPTER IV?Empey's command goes
Into the front-line trenches and is under
Are for the first time.
CHAPTER V?Empey learns to adopt
the motto of the Brtish Tommy, "If you j
? are going to get it, you'll get it, so never
"
CH5PTER Vt?Back In rest billets, Empey
gets his first experience as a mess
orderly.
CHAPTER VII?Empey learns how the
British soldiers are fed.
CHAPTER VIII?Back in the front-line
trench, Empey sees his first friend of the
trenches "go West."
CHAPTER IX?Empey makes his first
|Visit to a dugout m ouiuiuo
CHAPTER X?Empey learns what constitutes
a "day's work" in the front-line
ttnmdi,
r CHAPTER XI?Empey goes ~over tne
ftop" for the first time In a charge on the
[German trenches and is wounded by a
Pbayonet thrust.
CHAPTER Xn?Empey joins the "suiUrfde
club" as the bombing squad Is called.
CHAPTER VIII?Back in the front
line trench, Empey sees his first
friend of the trenches "go West."
CHAPTER IX?Empey makes his
first visit to a dugout in "Suicide
Ditch."
CHAPTER X?Empey learns what
constitutes a "day's work" in the
front-liire trench.
CHAPTER XI?Empey goes "over :
the top" for the first time in a charge j
on the German trenches and is
wounded by a bayonet thrust.
CHAPTER XII?Empey joins the j
"suicide club" as the bombing squad
is "called.
CHAPTER XIII?Each Tommy
gets an official bath.
CHAPTER XIV?Empey helps dig
v. an advanced trench under German
fire. '
CHAPTER XV?On "listening
post" in No Man's Land.
1 "My heart sank. - Supposing heJiad
jumbled that tapping, then all would
be up with our plan. I stopped drumlining
with my fingers and said:
** *Beg your pardon, sir, Just a habit
jwlth me.* i
444And a d d silly one, too,' he answered,
turning to his glasses again, i
' J * 1 ? T r. nn^A U a hoH Tlflt
[&QQ X K11CW x waa oaic> uuu ?v?
'tumbled to the meaning of that tap-1
jplng.
"All at once, without turning round, i
|he exclaimed:
; " 'Well, of all the nerve Tve ever run
Across, this takes the,cake. Those
! Boches are using that road
Again. Blind my eyes, this time it is a i
.whole brigade of them, transports and
'all. What a pretty target for our
'4.5's.' The beggars Show that we
iwon't fire. A d?r-d shame, I call it
' ;Oh, just for a chance to turn D 238
iloose on them.'
"I was trembling with excitement
(From repeated stolen glances at the
; captain's range chart, that road with
jits range was burned into my mind.
; "Over the wire I tapped, T> 238 batttery,
Target 17, Range 6000, 3 degrees
SO minutes, left, salvo, fire.' Cassell
jO. K.'d my message, and with the receiver
pressed against my ear, I wait
ed and listened. In a couple of min'utes
very faintly pver the wire came
;the voice of our battery commander
jissuing the order: T> 238 battery.
Salvo! Fire!'
"Then a roar through the receiver
oc tho frmr pnns belched forth, a
^screaming and whistling overhead, and
khe shells were on their way.
V | "The captain jumped as if he were
& hot and let out a great big expressive
d n, and eagerly turned his glasses
In the direction of the GeVman road.
I also strained my eyes watching that
target. Four black clouds of dust rose
up right in the middle of the German
[column. Four direct hits?another
[record for D 238. '
! "The shells kept on whistling overhead,
and I had counted twenty-four
jiof them when the firing suddenly
jceased. When the smoke and dust
fclouds Hftpd the destruction on that
iroad was awful. Overturned limbers
hnd guns, wagons smashed up, troops
(fleeing in all directions. The road and
(roadside were spotted all over with
[little field gray dots, the toll of our
guns.
"The captain, in his excitement, had
slipped off the sandbag, and was on j
his knees in the mud, the glass still at
his eye. He was muttering to himself
and slapping his thigh with his disengaged
hand. At every slap a big
round juicy cuss word would escape
from his lips followed by:
" 'Good! Fine! Marvelous! Pretty
Work ! Direct hits all.'
"Then he turned to me and shouted:
>? lisuu, ?iiai uu ^*ju uium wj. it. ,
Did you ever see the like of it in your
life? D n fine work, I call it.'
. "Pretty soon a look of wonder stole
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nwr his face and he exclaimed:
44'Bat who in h?1 gave them the
order to fire. Range and everything
correct, too. I know I didn't. Wilson,
did I give you any order for the battery
to open up? Of course I didn't,
did I?' .
44I answered very emphatically, 4No,
sir, you gave no command. Nothing
went through this post. I am absolutely
certain on that point, sir.'
44 'Of course nothing went through,'
he replied. Then his face*fell, and he
muttered out loud:
"'But, by Jove, wait till Old Pepper
gets wind of this. There'll be fur
flying.'
Just then Bombardier Cassell cut in
on the wire: '
44'General's compliments to Captain
A . He directs that officer and signaler
report at the double to brigade .
headquarters as soon as relieved. Re- ;
lief now on the way.'
"In an undertone to me, 'Keep a .
brass front, Wilson, and for God's
sake, stick.' I answered with, 'Rely on
me, mate,' but I was trembling all over.
ul gave the general's message to the
captain, and started packing up.
"The relief arrived, and.as we left
the post the captain said: (
" 'Now for the fireworks, and I know ;
they'll be good and plenty.' They were.
"When we arrived at the gun pits 1
the battery commander, the sergeant major
and Cassell were waiting for us. ]
We fell in line and the funeral march
to brigade headquarters started. .
"Arriving at headquarters the bat- ;
tery commander was the first to be
interviewed. This was behind closed i
doors. From the roaring and explo
sions of Old Pepper it sounded as if
raw meat was being thrown to the ]
Hons. Cassell, later, described it as ;
sounding like a bombing raid. In about i
two minutes the officer reappeared.
The sweat was pouring from his fore- 1
head, and his face was the color of a
beet. He was speechless. As he ,
passed the captain he jerked his thumb
in the direction of the lion's den and
went out. Then the captain went in, <
and the lions were once again fed.
The captain stayed about twenty minutes
and came out I couldn't see his '
face, but the droop in his shoulders
was enough. He looked like a wet hen. ;
"The door of the general's room
opened and Old Pepper stood in. the
doorway. With a roar he shouted:
'"Which one of you is Cassell?
D n me, get your heels together
* r* ?? ? t?
wnen i speaa : *jome iu uere:
"Cassell started to say, 'Yes sir.'
"But Old Pepper roared, 'Shut up!'
"Cassell came out in five minutes.
He said nothing, but as he passed me
he put his tongue into his cheek and
winked, then, turning to the closed
door, he stuck his thumb to his nose
and left.
"Then the sergeant major's turn
came. He didn't come out our way.
Judging by the roaring, Old Pepper ,
must have eaten him.
"When the door opened and the general
beckoned to me, my knees started
to play 'Home, Sweet Home' against
each other.
"My interview was very short.
"Old Pepper glared at me when I
entered, and then let loose.
" 'Of course you don't know anything
about it. You're just like the rest 1
Ought to have a nursing bottle around
^our neck and a nipple in your teeth.
Soldiers?by gad, you turn my stomach
to look at you. Win this war,
when England sends out such samples 1
as I have in my brigade! Not likely!
Now, sir, tell me what you don't know
about this affair. Speak up, out with
it Don't be gaping at me like a fish.
Spit it out.'
"I stammered, 'Sir, I know absolutely
nothing.' '
'"That's easy to see,' he roared;
that stupid face tells me that. Shut 1
nr* nnt hnt- T think vou are a
up* MVV V**V j ? v d
d liar just the same. Back to
your battery.'
"I saluted and made my exit.
"That night the captain sent for us.
With fear and trembling we? went to
his dugout. He was alone. After saluting
we stood at attention in front
of him and waited. His say was short
" 'Don't you two ever get it into your
heads that Morse is a dead language.
I've known it for years. The two of
you had better get rid of that nervous
habit of tapping transmitters; it's dangerous.
That's all.1
"We saluted, and were just going out
the door of the dugout when the cap- j
tain called up back and said:
"'Smcke Goldflakes? Yes? Well, |
there are two tins of them on my table. |
Go back to the battery, and keep your |
tongues between your teeth. Understand?'
"We understood.
"For five weeks afterwards our battery
did nothing but extra fatigues. i
We were satisfied and so were the ;
men. It was worth it to put one over i
on Old Pepper, to say nothing of the 1
injury caused to Fritz' feelings." |
When Wilson had finished his story'
l looked up and the dugout was
jammed. An artillery captain and two
officers had also entered and stayed
for the finish. Wilson spat out an
enormous quid of tobacco, looked up,
saw the captain, and got as red as a
carnation. The captain smiled and
left. Wilson whispered to me:
"Blime me, Yank, I see where I click
for crucifixion. That captain Is the
same one that chucked us Goldflakes
in his dugout and here I have been
'chucking me weight about in his
hearing.'"
Wilson never clicked his crucifixion.
Quite a contrast to Wilson was another
character in our brigade named
Scott; we called him "Old Scotty" on
account of his age. He was fifty-seven,
although looking forty. "Old Scotty"
had been born in the Northwest and
had served in the Northwest Mounted
police. He was a typical cowpuncher
and Indian fighter and was a dead shot
with the rifle, and took no pains to
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take care of his rifle as if it were a
baby. In his spare moments you could
always see him cleaning it or polishing
the stock. Woe betide the man
who by mistake happened to get hold
of this rifle; he soon found out his
error. Scott was as deaf as a mule,
and it was amusing at parade to watch
him In the manual of arms, slyly
glancing out of the corner of his eye
at the man next to him to see what
the order was. How he passed the
doctor was a mystery to us; he must
have bluffed his way through, because
he certainly was independent. Beside
him the Fourth of July looked like
Good Friday. He wore at the time a
large sombrero, had a Mexican stock
saddle over his shoulder, a lariat on
his arm, and a "forty-five" hanging
from his hip. Dumping this paraphernollo
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recruiting officer and shouted: "I'm
Prom America, west of the Rockies,
and want to join your d d army.
Fve got no use for a German and can
shoot some. At Scotland Yard they
turned me down; said I was deaf and
so I am. I don't hanker to ship in with
a d d mud-crunching outfit, but the (
cavalry's full, so I guess this regi- i
ment's better than none, so trot out "
your papers and I'll sign 'em." He told '
them he was forty and slipped by. I [
was on recruiting service at the time
he applied for enlistment.
It was Old Scotty's great ambition
to be a sniper or "body snatcher," as
Mr. Atkins calls It. The day that he
was detailed as brigade sniper he cele- .
brated his appointment by blowing the
whole platoon to fags. !
Being a Yank, Old Scotty took a liking
to me and used to spin some great
yarns about the plains, and the whole
platoon would drink these in and ask
for more. Ananias wis a rookie compared
with him.
The ex-plainsman and discipline
could not agree, but the officers all
liked him, even If he was hard to manage,
so when he was detailed as a
sniper a sigh of relief went up from
the officers' mess.
Old Scotty had the freedom of the
brigade. He used to draw two or
three days' rations and disappear with
his glass, range finder and rifle, and we
would see or hear no more of him
until suddenly he would reappear
with a couple of notches added to
those already on the butt of his rifle.
Every time he got a German it meant
another notch. ; He was proud of these
notches.
But after a few months Father
Rheumatism got him and he was sent
to Blighty; the air in the wake of his
stretcher was blue with curses. Old
Scotty surely could swear; some of his
outbursts actually burned you.
No doubt, at this writing, he is
"somewhere in Blighty" pussy footing
it on a bridge or along the wall of ,
some munition plant with the "G. R." '
or Home Defense corps.
CHAPTER XVII.
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Out In Front.
After tea Lieutenant Stores of our
section came into the dugout and informed
me that I was "for" a reconnoitering
patrol and would carry six Mills
bombs.
At 11:30 that night twelve men, our
lieutenant and myself went out in
front on a patrol in No Man's Land.
We cruised around in the dark for
about two hours, just knocking about
looking for trouble, on the lookout for !
Boche working parties to see what
they were doing.
Around two in the morning we were
carefully picking our way about thirty
yards in front of the German barbed
wire, when we walked Into a uocne
covering party nearly thirty strong.
Then the music started, the fiddler rendered
his bill, and we paid.
Fighting in the dark with a bayonet
is not very pleasant. The Germans
took it on the'run, but our officer was
no novice at the game and didn't follow
them. He gave the order "down
on the ground, hug it close."
Just in time, too, because a volley
skimmed over our heads. Then in low
tones we were told to separate and
crawl back to our trenches, each man
on his own.
We could see the flashes of their
rifles in the darkness, but the bullets
were going over our heads.
We lest three men killed and one
wounded in the arm. If it hadn't been
for on1* officer's quick thinking the
whole patrol would have probably
been wiped out
After about twenty minutes' wait we
went out again and discovered that j
the Germans naa a wiring pariy wording
on their barbed wire. We returned
to our trenches unobserved with the
information and our machine guns immediately
got busy.
The next night four men were sent
out to go over and examine the Ger(Continued
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Sergeant Major?Now. Private
Smith, you know very well none but
officers are allowed to walk across
the grass.
Private Smith?But, sergeant major,
I've Captain Smith's verbal orders
to?
Sergeant Major?None o'that, sir. j
Show me the captain's verbal or-,
ders. Show em to me, sir.?Lippen-;
cott's.
The Next Day.
"I understand that you were in a
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lor social."
"Dnt's what T were" answered i
Mr. Erastus Pinkley. "Dar was a
feller wif a razzar dat chose me for
de opposite gemman in a trouble
quadrille."
"But you came out best in the
long run?"
"Yassir, I did; but I mus' say it
were one o' de longest' runs I ebber
had."?Washington Star.
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