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j SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I?Fired by the news of the jinking of the Lusitania by a German j ubmarine, 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 makes the acquaintance of the ever-present "cooties." CHAPTER III?Empey attends his first church services at the front while a Ger* man 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 1 ,are going to get it, you'll get it, so never jworry." _ _ _ ... _ . f'CHARTER VI?Back "in rest billet*, Emjpey gets his first experience as a mesa joruerly. | 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 in "Suicide Ditch." CHAPTER X?Empey learns what con'atitutes a "day's work" in the front-line Itwmch. r CHAPTER XI?Empey goes "over me top" for the first time in a charge on the + German trenches and is wounded by a ? bayonet thrust. CHAPTER XII?Empey joins the "suicide 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?Emnev makes his fifst visit to a dugout in "Suicide Ditch." CHAPTER X?Empev learns what constitutes a "day's work" in the front-line trench. CHAPTER XI?Empey goes "over j the top" for the first time in a charge on the German trenches and is; wounded by a bayonet thrust. CHAPTER XII?Empey joins the "suicide club" as the bombing squad j is called CHAPTER XIII?Each Tommy gets an official bath. CHAPTER XIV?Empey helps dig j an advanced trench under German fire. CHAPTER XV?On "listening post" in No Man's Land. CHAPTER XVI-?Two artillerymen "put one over" on Old Pepper, their regimental commander. CHAPTER XVII?Empey has nar-' row escape while on patrol duty in No Man's Land. CHAPTER XVIII?Back in rest billets Empey writes and stages a j farce comedy. CHAPTER XIX?Soldiers have. many ways to amuse themselves while "on their own." Chapter XX?Empey volunteers for machine gun service and goes back into the front line trenches. CHAPTER XXI?Empty again goes "over the top" in a charge which cost his company 17 killed and 31 wounded. CHAPTER XXII?Trick with a machine gun silences one bothersome Fritz. Sunday my head seemed to burst from a loud crack in my ear. Then !my head began to swim, throat got ; dry, and a heavy pressure on the lungs ' warned me that my helmet was leaking. Turning by gun over to No. 2, I j changed helmets. The trench started to wind like a : snake, and sandbags appeared to be floating in the air. The noise was horI rible; I sank onto tte^fire step, needles seemed to be pricking my flesh, then blackness. I was awakened by one of my mates removing my smoke helmet. How deilicious that cool, fresh air felt in my 'lungs. A strong wind had arisen and dispersed the gas. They told me that I had been "out" |for three hours; they thought I was rdead. 4 A ?1* V. A J IN/vam MAVVIIIPA/1 xue auacii ijuu uccu xcpm.a'cvi an.? fa hard fight Twice the Germans had j gained a foothold in our trench, but 'had been driven out by counter-at|tacks. The trench was filled with their ( dead and ours. Through a periscope fl counted eighteen dead Germans in } our wire; they were a ghastly sight in l their horrible-looking respirators. ; I examined my first smoke helmet r A bullet had gone through it on the pleft side, just grazing my ear. The [gas had penetrated through the hole \ [made in the cloth. Out of our crew of six we lost two 'killed and two wounded. I That night we buried all of the dead, i excepting those in No Man's Land. In I death there is not much distinction; (friend and foe are treated alike. | After the wind had dispersed the j gas the R. A. M. C. got busy with their j chemical sprayers, spraying out the {dugouts and low parts of the trenches ,to dissipate any fumes of the German Igas which may have been lurking in I same. ! Two days after the gas attack I was sent to division headquarters, in anj swer to an order requesting that cap-: tains of units should detail a man | whom they thought capable of passing j i an examination for the divisional in-; , telligence department. Before leaving for this assignment I went alona the front-line trench sav tj ii ? mmcrn soldier 10 went * * I? GUY IMPLY IE (BNMER.JEWDBW fRAtfCE? i ?1917 err aftrmir air/ ejipey | ing good-by to my mates and lording It | over them? telling them that I had r I A Gas Helmet. clicked a cushy job behind the lines, and how sorry I felt that they had to stay in the front line and argue out the! war with Fritz. They were envious j but still good-natured, and as I left the | trench to go to the rear they shouted j after me: "Good luck, Yank, old boy; don't forget to send up a few fags to your old mates." I promised to do this and left I reported at headquarters with sixteen others and passed the required examination. Out of the sixteen applicants four were selected. I was highly elated because I was, I thought, in for a cushy job back at the base. The next morning the four reported to division headquarters for instruc- j tions. Two of the men were sent to large towns in the rear of the lines with an easy job. When it came our turn the officer told us we were good men and had passed a very creditable examination. My tin hat began to get too small for me, and I noted that the other man, Atwell by name, was sticking his chest out more than usual. The officer continued: "I think I can use you two men to great advantage in the front line. Here are your orders and instructions, also the pass which gives you full authority as special M. P. detailed on intelligence work. Report at the front line according to your instructions. It is risky work and I wish you both the best of luck." My heart dropped to zero and Atwell's face was a study. We saluted and left. That wishing us the "best of luck" sounded very ominous in our ears; if he had said "I wish you both a swift and painless death" it would have been more to the point. When we had read our instructions we knew we were in for it good and j plenty. What Atwell said is not fit for pub- i lication, but I strongly seconded his j opinion of the war, army and divisional ! headquarters in general. After a bit our spirits rose. We were , full-fledged spy-catchers, because our | instructions and orders, said so. We immediately reported to the j nearest French estaminet and had several glasses of muddy water, which j they called beer. After drinking our ; beer we left the estaminet and hailed j an empty ambulance. [ After showing the driver our passes ! we get in. The driver was going to the ! part of the line where we had to re- j port. Hew the wounded ever survived a 1 ride in that ambulance was inexplicable to me. It was worse than riding on a gun carriage over a rock road. The driver of the ambulance was a| corporal of the R. A. M. 0., and he| had the "wind up," that is, he had ani aversion to being under fire. I was riding on the seat with him while Atwell was sitting in the ambulance, with his legs hanging out of the back. As we passed through a shell-de-, stroyed village a mounted military policeman stopped us and informed the driver to be very careful when we got' out on the open road, as it was very dangerous, because the Germans lately had acquired the habit of shelling it.. The corporal asked the trooper if there ! was any other way around, and was j informed that there was not. Upon ! this he got very nervous and wanted to j turn back, but we insisted that he pro- j ceed and explained to him that he | would eret into serious trouble with his I commanding officer if he returned ! without orders; we wanted to ride, i not walk. I From his conversaion we learned i that he had recently come from Eng-J land with a draft and had never been j under fire, hence his nervousness. We convinced him that there was not much danger, and he appeared greatly relieved. When we at last turned into the open roaa we were not so comment, un 'each side there had been a line of trees, but now, all that was left of them were torn and battered stumps. The fields on each side of the road were dotted with recent shell holes, and we passed several in the road itself. We had gone about half a mile when a shell came whistling through the air and burst in a field about three hundred yards to our right Another soon followed this one and burst on the edge of the road about four hundred yards in front of us. I told the driver to throw in his speed clutch, as we must be in sight of the Germans. I knew the signs; that battery was ranging for us, and - 1 the quicker we got out of its zone of fire the better. The driver was trembling like a leaf, and every minute I expected him to pile us up in the ditch. I preferred the German fire. In the back Atwell was holding onto the straps for dear life, and was singing at the top of his voice: We beat you at the Marne, We beat you at the Aisne, We gave you hell at Neuve Chapelle, And here we are again. Just then we hit a small shell hole: and nearly capsized. Upon a loud yell from the rear I looked behind, and there was Atwell sitting in the middle of the road, shaking his fist at us. His! equipment, which he had taken off; upon getting into the ambulance, was j strung out on the ground, and his rifle was in the ditch. I shouted to the driver to stop, and In his nervousness he put on the' brakes. We nearly pitched out head- i first But the applying of those brakes saved our lives. The next instant there was a blinding flash and a deaf, ening report. All that I remember is that I was flying through the air, and wondering if I would land in a soft spot. Then the lights went out. When I came to, Atwell was pouring water on my head out of his bottle. On the other side of tlfe road the corporal was sitting, rubbing a lump on hie- 1 /"V-pf hon/1 TTrVlflo in& iui cnrau v>nu mo icii nauu) his right arm was bound up in a bloodsoaked bandage. He was moaning very loudly. I had an awful headache and the skin on the left side of my face was full of gravel and the blood was trickling from my nose. But that ambulance was turned over' in the ditch and was perforated with holes from fragments of the shell. One of the front wheels was slowly revolving, so I could not have been "out" for a long period. The shells were still screaming overhead, but the battery had raised its! fire and they were bursting in a little! wood about half a mile from us. Atwell spoke up. "I wish that officer hadn't wished us the best o' luck." Then he commenced swearing. I couMn't help laughing, though my i head was nigh to bursting. Slowly rising to my feet I felt myself all over to make sure that there were j no broken bones. But outside of a few j bruises and scratches I was all right. I The corporal was still moaning, but; more from shock than pain. A shelf splinter had gone through the flesh of his right forearm. Atwell and I, from our first-aid pouches, put a tourniquet on his arm to stop the bleeding and then gathered up our equipment. We realized that we were in a dan-1 gerous spot. At any minute a shell. might drop on the road and finish us - ?Ml 1 j 1 _ ^4. on. xne vniage we nuu leu was uui very far, so we told the corporal he had better go back to it and get his arm dressed, and then report the fact of the destruction of the ambulance to the military police. He was well able . to walk, so he set off in the direction of the village, while Atwell and I continued our way on foot. Without further mishap we arrived i! at our destination, and reported to bri- , gade headquarters for rations and bil- ( lets. That night we slept in the battalion moruM oJ I 4m iwv jjjj ^ JlttX I 1 ARE YOU "BITING AT G! I SO, QUIT IT. i MFN WHO r.OMF AROlll I PROPOSITIONS LEAVE iHOM THEY HAVE "STUNG" EVERYBi LET US KEEP OUR MONE"! OUR OWN COMMUNITY. THAT FOR: BANK Yi WE PAY FOUR (4) PER C POUNDED QUARTERLY, BUY U. S. WAR SAVING I Farmers & M< | RHRHAR1 % sergeant major's dugout. The next morning I went to a first-aid post and had the gravel picked out of my face. The Instructions we received from division headquarters read that we were out to catch spies, patrol trenches, search German dead, reconnoiter in No Man's Land, and take part in trench raids and prevent the robbing of the, dead. j I had a pass which would allow me to go anywhere at any time in the sector of the line held by our division. It i gave me authority to stop and search ambulances, motor lorries, wagons and even officers and soldiers, whenever my suspicions deemed it necessary. Atwell and I were allowed to work together or singly?it was left to our judgment We decided to team up. Atwell was a 'good companion an? very entertaining. He had an uttA contempt for danger, but was not foolhardy. At swearing he was a wonder, A cavalry regiment would have been proud of him. Though born in England, he had spent several years ic New York. He was about six feet one, and as strong as an ox. We took up our quarters In a large dugout of the royal engineers, and mapped out our future actions. This dugout was on the edge of a large cemetery, and several times at night in returning to it, we got many a fall stumbling over the graves of English, French and Germans. Atwell on these occasions never indulged in swearing, though at any other time, at the least stumble, he would turn the air blue. A certain section of our trenches was held by the Royal Irish rifles. For several days a very strong rumor went the rounds that a German spy was in our midst. This spy was supposed to be dressed in the uniform of a British staff officer. Several stories had been told about an officer wearing a red band around his cap, who patrolled the front-line and communication trenches asking suspicious questions as to location of batteries, machine-gun emplacements, and trench mortars. If a shell dropped in a battery, on a machine gun or even near a dugout, this spy was blamed. The rumor gained such strength that an order was issued for all troops to immediately place under arrest anyone answering to the description of the spy. Atwell and I were on the qui vive. We constantly patrolled the trenches at night, and even in the day, but the spy always eluded us. One day while in a communication trench, we were horrified to see our brigadier general, Old Pepper, being brought down it by a big private of the Boyal Irish rifles. The general was walking in front, and the private with fixed bayonet was following in the rear. We saluted as the general passed us. The Irishman had a broad grin on his face and we could scarcely believe our eyes?the general was under arrest. After passing a few feet beyond us, the general turned, and said in a wrathful voice to Atwell: "Tell this d?n fool who I am. He's arrested me as a spy." . Atwell was speechless. The sentry butted in with: "None o' that gassin' out o' you. Back to headquarters you goes, Mr. Fritz. Open that face o' yours again, an' I'll dent in your napper with the butt o' me rifle." The general's face was a sight to behold. He was fairly boiling over with rage, but he shut uo. (To be continued next week) ^ IB> ?i Silk and metal ribbons appear in floral patterns. Drives Out Malaria, Builds Up System The Old Standard general strengthening tonic, GROVE'S TASTELESS chill TONIC, drives out Malaria.enriches the blocd,and builds up the system. A true tonic. For adults and children. 60c it at mo/w cuvut 1 (OieSt. AdwvtiL ? /oittmt/ I ET-RICH-QUICK SCHEMES? 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