The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1915-01-07

ksraasky lsuEAs1. ASv n strtasa.
eya3eisa. DellAFDs stin hasi4oAe1.
Fseolleeting Laa0tFoa's remark. He
DactureA 6trassky in . last stand n .
redoubt. aAd every soldier vas -
precious 70 hin . . ptscs q gold -
| Q nises
-Oae ought - be enough = kin ~
II you're going TO % II 70 SLOW music. :"
said Straasky. You might n Wel!
kill ne - the poor fools that your
poor fools are trying To-
Another breath dnishsA ths speech:
. breath released from . hall tha,
seemed to have come straight from
hell The lre e0atrol omcer OF Q regi-
nent OF Gray artillery on the plain.
scanning the landseape for the origin
OF the rne-fre which was leaving
many fallen In the wake Of the charge
OF the Gray infantry. had seen . figure
on the knoll How kind! Thank
you!" his thought spoke faster than
words. No need Of rangs-nndins.
The range to every possible battery
or infantry position around La Tir
was already marked ON his map. He
passed the word 10 his guns.
The burst Of their FIRST shrapnes.
shell blinded all three actors in the
scene on the crest Of the knoll with
It's ear4plitting crack and the force Of
Its conclusion throw Stransky down
beside the sergeant. Dellarme, - his
vision cleared. had just time to ses
Stransky jerk his hand up to his ten.
PIE. where there was . red spot, be-
fore another shell burst. q little to
the rear. This was harmless. ~ .
shrapnels shower of fragments and
bullets carry forward from the point
Of explosion. But the next burst in
front Of the line. The Doctors period
OF idleness was over. One mans rife
shot up - his spine was broken by q
Jagged piece Of shrapnel Jacket. Now
there were too many shells to watch
them individually.
Its all rfght-all right. men!" Del.
hrme called again. assuming his
CHEEKY smile. 1T takes lot Of shrap.
mel to kill anybody. Our batteries will
soon answer!"
His voice was unheard, yet its spir.
1t was felt. The men knew through
their training that there was no use
Of lodging and that their best protec-
tion was an accurate fire of their own
Stransky had half risen. q new kind
Of savagery dawning ON his features
~ he regained his wits. With in
verted eyes he regarded the red ends
Of his fingers. held In line with tho
bridge Of his nose. He felt of the
wound again. now that he was less
dizzy. 1t was only q scratch and he
had been knocked down like q beef in
an abattoir by an unseen enemy. on
whom he could not lay hands! Deaf.
eningly. the shrapnel jackets con-
tinued to crack with "ukung-s-sh-
ukung-s-sh" ~ the swift breath of the
shrapnel missiles spread. The guns
Of one battery Of that Gray regiment
Of artillery. each firing six 14-pound
shells q minute methodically, every
shell loaded with nearly two hundred
protectiles. were giving their undivid.
ed attention to the knoll.
How long could his company endure
thisf Dellarme might we'll ask. He
knew that he would not be expected
to withdraw yet. With a sense Of re-
lief he saw Fracasse's men drop for
cover at the base of the knoll and
then, expectation fulfilled. he realized
that rife-1re now reinforced the enc.
my's shell fire. His duty was to re.
main while he could hold his men,
and feeling toward them such rs he
had never felt before, which was love,
sprang full-fedsed into his heart az he
saw how steadily they kept up their
fusillade.
Stransky, eager in response to a
new passion. sprang forward into
place and picked up his rifle.
IF you will not have it my way,
take 1t yours!" said the best shet in
the company. as he began firing with
resolute coolness.
They have a lot of men down." said
Dellarme, his glasses showing the
many PROSTATE figures on the wheat
stubble. STEADY! steady! We have
plenty Of batteries back in the hills
One will be in action soon"
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