The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1916-09-19

time in reaching the given point and 70 mold there until further notice.
 These orders were all very simple and direct" said one of the Londoners afterward with a grim smile. But those Germans in their fort knew that 1t was life and death fight and all that was required of them was to put their fingers on the triggers of their machine guns when we charged. We left 1t to the blooming tank. We had 10 take chances of those machine guns shooting into our backs if the tanks could not do the job and the tanks wiped out the machine guns.''
 Aughty lot to look at," said Lon uon cockney referring to the AustraI- lans. You might think they was all they're human and most generous with Lords but when you gets to know them their 'igh pay'
 The New Zealanders also had their orders of the Ego there and stay there" Kind. They went and later on the situation was such they were warned that they must try and hold against a heavy counter-attack. Out of the clouds of Hell smoke in which bullets and fragments of steel screamed and whistled word came back:
 We have stopped counter attack and taken some more ground and are going to hold it.''
 This cheered the staff as much as the sight of the columns of German prisoners filing by. At some points things were not going so well as at others
 The battalions whose luck failed them in this drive on the six-mile British front were driven back by the cunningly arranged enfilading fire of machine guns in strong points which neither the artillery nor tanks could conquer. As the wounded from these baffled battalions came hobbling down the shell swept road they were cheered by the news of successes at other points.
 The guards are the crack regi- ,nents of the British regular army and are steeped in the old aristocratic traditions. When they came to the offensive they must show others the way through although the body of a peers son is no less vulnerable to bull 'le& than, that of a cockney. When they went over the lid" as the slang
 
 of the trench for a charge, it was the supreme moment for the guards to live up to their traditions They were to reach a certain objective in so many minutes and then wait. But they did sot wait. They took their second objective in the same rush.
 It was no matter if the colonel of one of the regiments stood up. on a hillock and blew the silver hunting horn he carried in order to halt them. When they reached their final objec- tive where they wore to have it out with the Germans. in as hard fighting as ever this war has known, an Irish man in the Irish guards exclaim- ed:
 "Is this as far as they told us to go? Sure, haven't got my second wind yet" tf
 More than once, facing counter-at- tacks, the British have gone out to meet the. German charges in the open with the bayonet and the Ger mans have done the same. All past records in ferocity of fighting seemed to have been surpassed during latest British advance. So freely was life given and so wonderful was the cour- age shown on both sides that the whole thing seems unreal to the spec tators. In today's mist and rain the ceaseless pounding of the guns goes on as fresh troops march up to the front from the rear to take their place in the next battle of this tre- mendous offensive.