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T n sk ita or write us giving his natme. - CeaTuANOOA skaKaWy *"^A.^.W.* 'i ANI WII( MACHiINE EMPEY LEARNS, AS COMRADE ALWAYS IN TH $ynpsis.-Fired by the sinking Ameriean lives, Arthur Guy Empey, goes to England and enlists as a pri short experience as a recruiting ofi eig quarters in France, where he fr: makes the acquaintance of "cootles. Empey's company is sent into the f his first turn on the ire step while 1 learns, as comrade falls, that death CHAPTER VIII. --6-. The Little Wooden Cross. After remaing in rest billets for Seight days, we received the unwelcome tidings that the next morning.we would "go in" to "take over." At six in the morning our march started and, after a long march down the dusty road, we again arrived at reserve billets. I was No. 1 in the leading set of fours. The man on my left was named "Pete Walling," a cheery sort of fel low. He laughed and Joked all the way on the march, buoying up my drooping spirits. I could not figure out anything attractive in again occupying the front line, but Pete did not seem to mind, said it was all in a lifetime. My left heel was blistered from the rub bing of my heavy marching boot. Pete noticed that I was limping and offered to carry my rifle, but by this time I had learned the eths of the march in the British army and courteously refused his offer. We had gotten half-way through the communetion trench, Pete in my im _ mediate rear. He had his hand on my shoulder, as men in a communieation .trench have to do to keep in touch with each other. We had just climbed over e a bashed-in part of the trench when e in our rear a man tripped over a loose ignal wire, and let out an oath. As usual, Pete rushed to his help. To reach the fallen man he had to cross this bashed-in part. A bullet cracked r in the air and I ducked. Then a moan 'from the rear. My heart stood still. I went back and Pete was lying on the o ground. By the aid of my flashlight r I saw that he had his hand pressed to his right breast. Th le fingers were cov ered with blood. I flashed the light on his face and in its glow a grayish blue color was stealing over his coun tenance. P'ete looked up at mue and said: "Well, Yank, they've (lone me in. I can feel myself' going Wes't." is v'oice was getting fainter and I had to kneel down to get his words. Th~ien he gave me a message to write home to his mother and his sweetheart, and I, like a great big boob1, eried likec a b~aby. I was losing my first friend of the trenches. Word wajs passed to the rear for a stretcher. Ie (lied before it arrived. Two of us put the bodly on the stretcher and carried it to the nearest first-aidl post, where the doctor took an official record of Pete's name, num hecr, rank andl regiment from his iden tity disk, this to be used in the cas unIty lists and notification to his family. We left Pete there, but it broke our hearts to (10 so. 'rhe doctor informed us that we could bury him the next ;morning. That afternoon five of the boys of our section. myself included, went to the little ruined village in the rear and from the dlesertedl gprdens of the Fren('h elmateaumx gathered grass and flowvers. From these wve made a wrenth. While the boys wvere making this wreath. I sat under a shot-scarred apple tree and carvedl out the follow ing verses on a little wooden shield which we nailed on Pete's cross, True to his God; true to Britain, DoIng hts duty to the last, Just one more name to be written On the Roll of Honor of heroes passed Passed to their God, enshrined in glory, IEntering life of eternal rest, One more chapter In England's story Of her sons doing their best. Rest, you soldier, mate so true, Never forgotten by us below; Know that we are thinking of you, Ere to our rest we are bidden to go. Next morning the whole section went over to say good-by to Pete, and laid him away to rest. After Cach one had a look at the face of the dead, a corporal of the RI. A. M. C. sewed up the remains in a bian kcet. Then placing two heavy ropes across the stretcher (to be used in low ering thme body into the grave), we lift ed Pete onto the stretcher, and rev erently covered him with a large union lack, the flag he had diiedl for. The chaplain 1l(1 the way, then came the oflcers of the section, followed by 'WO of the men carrying a wvreath. Im mediately after camne poor Pete on the * ilag-draped stretcher, carried by tour oliers. I was one of the four. Be 4s LIJO1 2ff)k IIIAN 30LDII'k A WINT ** EIUIJ (IIY 1II)EY GUNNEMSERYNG iN fRANG C i 917 &v AR UUR GUYf ENi !Y FALLS, THAT DEATH LURKS E TRENCHES of the Lusitania, with the loss of an American living in Jersey City, v'tte in the British army. After a ter in London, he is sent to train t hears the sound of big guns and ' After a brief period of training ront-line trenches, where he takes he bullets whiz overhead. Empey lurks always in the trenches. To get to the cemetery, we had to pass through the little shell-destroyed village, where troops were hurrying to and fro. An the funeral procession passed these troops came to the "attention" and smartly saluted the dead. Poor Pete was receiving the only sa lute a private is entitled to "some where in France." Now and again a shell from the Ger man lines would go whistling over the villege to burst in our artillery lines in the rear. When we reached the cemetery we halted in front of an open grave, and laid the stretcher beside it. Forming a hollow square around the opening of the grave, the chaplain read the burial service. German machine-gun bullets were "cracking" in the air above us, but Pete didn't mind, and neither did we. When the body was lowered into the grave the flag having been removed, we clicked our heels together and came to the salute. I left before the grave was filled in. I could not bear to see the dirt thrown on the blanket-covered'face of my com rade. On the western front there are no coffins, and you are lucky to get a blanket to protect you from the wet and the worms. Several of the sec tion stayed and decorated the grave with white stones. That night, in the light of a lonely candle in the machine gunner's dugout of the front-line trench I wrote two letters. One to Pete's mother, the other to his sweetheart. While doing this I cursed the Prussian war god with all my heart, and I think that St. Peter noted same. The machine gunners in the dugout were laughing and joking. To them Pete was unknown. Pretty soon, in the warmth of their merriment, my blues disappeared. One soon forgets on the western front. CHAPTER IX. Suicide Annex. I was in my first dugout and looked aroundl curiously. Over the door of same was a little sign readling "Sul cidle Annex." One of the boy3s told me that this particular fr'ont trench was calledl "Suicide Ditch." Later on I learned that machine gunners and hombers are known as the "Suicide Club." That dugout was mudldy. The men slept in mud, washedl in mud, ate mudl, and( (dreamned mudI. I had never before realizedl that so much discomfort and misery couldl be contained in those three little letters, M U D. The floor of the dlugout was an inch deep in wvater. Outside it was raining cats and dlogs9, andl thin rivulets were trickling (Iowa the steps. From the air shaft immediately ab~ove me came a dr-ip, dlrip), drip. Suicide Annex was a hole eight feet wide, ten feet long and six feet high. It was about twenty feet b~elow the fire trench ; at least there were twenty steps leading (Iown to it. These steps were cut into the earth, but at that time were mudd~y and slip p~ery. A man had to be very careful or else he wouldl "shoot the chutes." The air was foul, and you couldl cut the smoke from Tionmmy's fags with a knife. It was cold. The wails andl roof were supported with hme'avy square cut timbers, while the entrance was strengthened wvith sandbags. Nails had been driven into these timbers. On each nail hung a miscellaneous assort ment of equipment. The lighting ar rangements were superb-one candle in a reflector made from an ammuni tion tin. My teeth were chattering from the cold, andl the drip from the airshaft did not help matters much. While I was sitting bemoaning my fate and wishing for the fireside at home, the fellow next to me, who was writing a letter, looked up and inno cently asked, "Say, Yank, how do you spell 'conflagration'?" I looked at him in contempt and an sweredi that I (lid not know. From the darkness in one of the cor niers came a thin, piping voice singing one of the popular trench ditties en titled: "Pack up your Troubles i your Old Kit Uag, and SmIle, Smile, Smile." Every now and~ then the singer wouild stop to cough, cough, cough, b~ut it was a good illustration of Tommy's A nach1ne-gu4 offer entertd the dugout and gave ine a hard look. 1 sneaked past him, sliding and slipping, and reached my section of the front line trenmi, where I was greeted by the sergeant, who asked me, "Where in - 'ave you been?" I made no answer, but sat on the muddy fire step, shivering with the cold and with the rain beating in my face. About half an hour later I teamed up with another fellow and went on guard with my head sticking over the top. At ten o'clock I was relieved and resumqjl my sitting posi tion on the fire step. The rain sud denly stopped and we all breathed a sigh of relief. We pfayed for the morn ing and the rum issue. CHAPTER X. "The Day's Work." I was fast learning that there is a regular routine about the work of the trenches, although it is badly upset at times by the Germans. The real work in the fire trench commences at sundown. Tommy is like a burglar, he works at night. Just as it begins to get dark the word "stand to" is passed from trav erse to traverse, and the men get busy. The first relief, consisting of two men to a traverse, mount the fire step, one man looking over the top, while the other sits at his feet, ready to carry messages or to inform the platoon ofll cer of any report made by the sentry as to his observations in No Man's Land. The sentry is not allowed to relax his watch for a second. If he is questioned from the trench or asked his orders, he replies without turning around or taking his eyes from the ex panse of dirt in front of him. The re mainder of the occupants of his trav erse either sit on the fire step, with bayonets fixed, ready for any emer gency, or if lucky, and a dugout hap pens to be in the near vicinity of the traverse, and if the night is quiet, they are permitted to go to same and try and snatch a few winks of sleep. Little sleeping is done ; generally the men sit around, smoking fags and seeing who can tell the biggest lie. Some of them, perhaps with their feet in water, would write home sympathizing with the s '-'. ' Gun in Action. "governor" because he was laid up with a cold, contracted by getting blk feet wet on his way to work in Wool. wvichi arsenal. If a man should manage to doze off, likely as not he would wake with a start as thme clammy, cold feet of a rat passed over his face, or the next relief stepped on his stomach while stumbling on their way to relieve the sentries in the trench. Just try to sleep with a belt full of ammunition aroundi you, your rifle biolt biting into your ribs, intrenching tool handle sticking into the small of your b~ack, with a tin hat for a- pillow and feeling very damp and cold, with "cooties" boring for oil in your arm pits, the air foul from the stench of grimy human bodlies and smoke from a juicy pipe beIng whiffed Into your nos trils, thon you will not wvonder why Tommy occasionally takes a turn in the trench for a rest. While in a front-line trench orders forbid Tommy from removing his boots, puttees, clothing or equIpment. The "cooties" take advantage of this order and mobilIze their forces, and Tommy swears vengeance on them and mutters to himself, "Just wait until I hit rest billets and am able to get my own back." Just before daylight the men "turn to" and tumble out of the dugouts, man the fire step until it gets light, or the welcome order "stand down" is given, Sometimes before "stand down" is or dlered, the command "five rounds rap id" is passed along tihe trench. This means that each man must rest his rifle on the top and fire as rapidly as possible five shots aimed toward the German trenches, and~ then duck (with the emphasis on the ''Iuck"). There is a great rivalry between the opposing forces to get their rapid fire all off first, because the early bird, in this in stance, catches the worm-sort of gets the jump on the other fellow, catching him unawares. Empey goes "over the top" for the first time and has a hand to-hand fight with a giant Prus sian. in the next installment he tells the story of this thrilling charge, PRECIOUS FREEOM ANDCOST OF WAR American People Must Lend Part, or Pay All to Finance Great Conflict. BUYING OF LIBERTY BONDS Liberal Loans to Government Is Ad. vancing Financial Assistance to Our Children, Obviating Total Cost by Taxation. (By EUGENE P. LYLE, JR., of The Vigilantes.) Freedom comes high, being a pre cious thing. Being the most precious thing, It comes highest. No people is worthy of freedom that is not willing and eager to pity dearly for it. In tact, you will find no people possess ing freedom that has not paid dearly for it, iUId yOU will lind no peo)le con tinuing to poseS.i freedom that does not stand every ready to pay dearly, over and Over, to retain it. If this were not true, Belgium, F'ranee, Italy and England with her oversen d1mniiOIs, would now be as Itussia is today. I' this were not true, Ainerinc would still he n1cut al, conttelnptibly nwn1iting her turn to pass un(ler the yoke. Blood 1111(1 treasure, anguish and sac- { rilice-these are the ((oin we bring to market ; the coin we lntst 1my. Yet the coin ma11y he, and, is expressed iI dollars t11l cents, not alone :is a syni 1)01 of the real prlie we pay, 1ut he eniuse this real price WIonI he watn tlonly 5qllain(ert((, or paiii in 11)Ore ghastly luensure than nee0d he, if the 1 (01d, Can)m, practienl business of donl-y lar-und-cents financing were not at the heart of the ien l tr anosnni tol. Vainly Vould tll sohlier shed his bl)ood if he were not tr ineI and equiplpe(l to linnke his blows count to the It lost, 111(1 the cost of this train ing n1111 e ll Irllnentt is an1 itei I That mnay be, 1111(1 is. expressel 1in 1ilt exaet ntt 'her of dolhelrs 1)dded( to 11n exaet num11 her of cents. Ills col try mrust spen4d precisely this amlotunt to enbthie lim to defend her. Contseqliunt'ly we of Anerien are now confronted with the biggest war hill in history. One year of this war is costing us as much as all the wars we have had before 1(dded to all the other expenses of our federal govern ment since we first won our freedom. Lending to Our Children. UngrulgiIgly, yes! Of that we are proudly conlseious thai tl re is no question. '1Te One 1111(1 0111y questiotl is the litiet (111 questlOn) of 11nnce. IIow shall the money be found? We otrselvyes ttust supply it, sitce it e(n1n not he horr'owed elsewhere. But how? The hill is tioo hig to pay (ashk on the nall a)s Ve go. And, furthernore, to pay all Its we go would he jUst neither to olrselves nor to our pos terit y. It would not1(1 he just to oiurselvyes herauise wVe alon1e will not he tile bene tillris Th'le genleratii its 14) corne11 ill tties pireser*ived toa theml-oind it 1.s proper' thlit they shiouti hle lft to us- r Smnei i l' fair proin (1 of 41 th' le de(bt. They' arte b uy'ling ft 'ediom today as~ much~1 as5 we4. Put we shall havei to lend the'n thle mtoney now to 1)1ay their share. Ill 10ending toi our I govern ent it buying 1Liber1ty bonds we lend 1o our childuen ; and gratef'ully our chilldren will pay3 It off. Any13 ther l arran'iitgemen'lt wotild not he just to thiemt for thle r'enson1 tt, should we Strnip ourlse'lves lbaren to lpay nll inow, wei' wo(iuld lhe dtripp~led in pre painig 0(1'nriI 'hihl for tihe orinar~tuty dultles of cl.itiship. Beltter for that wet r'elta el noiughl to so equitlp tem for suCCess In lIfe thIat they may13 wvith out undue hardi'tshilp tiake over t heir quota of t his war's hutrdhen! ltetter fer us, and1 het ir foir the14n ! Sound comtmon sense0, then. Its wiell. nts equlilty, points the wayi3. 'lThe watr's burden shoud h4 e divided. Let us lply ini Cash as5 heily~ 1a's1 we wIsely may-. that is taixation. Buit the4 rest let us leave to the fuitur beneh~ifielar les, lend In~g them thte mioniey now-thlat is buy ing LIberty hiond.. Freedom's Great Price. Tlhe prei'sent mlomen'lt is it goodr time to contemplatte wh'lat will hanppen---in evitably hatppen-lf we (10 not lend to posterity to help pay freedom's huge pice. Notlug is clearer than the al teirnative. If we (do not .lendl our1 government what It asks of us in las, then we must consent that the total cost he taken from uts outright b)y taxation even by a pr'orated confisenttion. Before such an alternatIve even the German, or prio-Germla n, havIng prop erty interests in thls counttry, should1 choose to subseribe for LIberty bonds. In our own self-interest, apairt from the tssutes vital to the int egrly of our manhood, we call do no0 less-no less than lend to the Inst cenit we may pos8 Bibly save; and this not once merely, but each and every time that Unclo Sam steps fronm is couniting house to tell uls that he mitlst have more money. Uncle Sam is t('llng usf thIs now. fle awaits our responhse. But lhe is not the only one who watlts. WVher'ever mhen are' free or suiffer'4 Itoh free, fthere they aii't oudr respoinse ats the ans"'er to the'Ir hiopebs. And there is yet on other wh'Io walts-the Ceemy, In ___ whatev'er' degree ourl answer' falls of af'. rm'erberatinug afihh'mative, In exactly that degree will he take heart to pro. '-'0,' hi, .in ehe