Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1914-10-29
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But would one? He understood
that with their smokeless powder the
Gray guns could be located only by
their flashes, which would not be Wis
ible unless the refraction of light were
favorable. Then "thur-eesh-thur-
eesh" above every other sound in a
long wall! No man ever forgets the
first crack of a shrapnel at close quar-
ters, the first bullet breath on his
cheek, or the first supporting shell
from his side in flight that passes
above him.
THAT is oUrs!" called Dellarme.
"Ours!" shouted the sergeant.
"Ours!" sang the thought of every
one Of them.
Over the Gray batteries on the plain
an explosive ball of smoke hung in
the still air; then another beside it.
''Thur-eesh thur-eesh - thur-eesh, a"
the screaming overhead became a gale
that built cloud of blue smoke over
the offending Gray batteries-beauti-
full, soft blue smoke from which
spray of steel descended. There was
no spOtting the flashes of the Browns
guns in order to reply to them, for
they we're under the cover of a hill,
using indirect aim as nicely and ac-
Curately as if firing pointblank. The
gunners of the Gray batteries could
not go on with their work under such
a hail-stOrm; they were checkmated.
They stopped firing and began moving
to a new position. where their COM
mander hoped to remain undiscovered
long enough to support the 128th by
loosing his lightnings against the de-
tenders at the critical moment of the
next charge, which would be made as
soon as Fracasse's men had been rein
forced.
There was an end to the concus-
sions and the thrashing of the air
around Dellarme's men, and they had
the relief of breaking abseess in the
ear. But they became more conscious
of the splits Of dust in front of their
faces and the passing whistles of bull
let's. In return, they made the sec
lions of Gray infantry in reserve rush
ing across the levels, leave many gray
Jumps behind. But Fracasse's men at
the foot of the slope poured in a heav-
Ter and still heavier fire.
Down there's where we need the
shells now!" spoke the thought of Del
larme's men, which he had anticipated
bysa word to the signal corporal, who
waved his flag one-two-three-fo
five times. Come on, now, with
more of your special brand of death,
tre-control officer! Your own head is
above the skyline, though your guns
are hidden. Five hundred yards be-
yond the knoll is the range! Come
on!
He came with burst of screams so
low in flight that they seemed to
brush the back of the mems necks
with a hair broom at the rate of a
thousand feet a second. , Having
watched the result, Dellarme turned
with a confrmatory gesture, which the
of Correct" The shrapnel smoke
hanging over Fracasse's men appeared
a heavenly blue TO Dellarmes men.
They are going to start for us
soon! Oh, but wen get a lot of
them!" whispered Stransky gIeefully
to his rifle.
Dellarme glanced again toward the
Coloners station. No sign of the re-
firing flag. He was glad of that He
did not want to fall back in face Of
a charge; to have his men silhOuetted
in the valley 5 they retreated. And
the Grays would not endure this show
er-bath long without going one way or
the other. He gave the order to fix
bayonets, and hardly was it obeyed
when he saw flashes of steel through
the shrapnel smoke as the Grays fixed
theirs The Grays had 500 yards to
go: the Browns had the time that IL
takes running men to cover the dis
lance in which to stop the Grays.
Wen spear any of them who has
the luck to get this fart" whispered
Stransky to his rife. The sentence
was spoken in the midst of a salvo OF
shrapnel cracks. which he did not
hear. He heard nothing, thought moth
Ing. except TO kill.
The Gray batteries on the plain
having taken Up a new position and
being reinforced. played on the crest
at Top speed instantly the Gray lsne
rose and started up the slope at the
run. With the purpose of confusing
no less than killing, they used percUs
sion, which burst on striking the
ground, as Well as shrapnel. which
burst by 8 time-fuse in the air. Foun
tains of sod and dirt shot upward to
meet descending sprays of bullets The