Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1917-02-20

begged the captain to let him climb
the tree that rose near one end of the
trench, in order that he might try to
get the range of the German guns.
The captain did not like the idea.
He had been cautioned not to expose
his men-and especially his officers
unnecessarily. And he warned Guy
that he might get picked off by a Ger
man sniper
Not chancew Guy protested.
"Pleasel 1t would be ripping really
to do something"
The captain perceived that the in
action of waiting for an attack was
fast setting Guys nerves on edge. And
at last he gave his consent
For little time Guy called out di-
rections TO the captain, who stood at
the telephone relaying Guys instruc-
lions to the battery. In the light fur
nished by the British bombs the youth
full lieutenant carefully watched the
effect of the shells that whistled over
their heads and burst increasingly
nearer to the Teuton artillery.
fright on a gunl' Guy shouted at
last. Il saw it crumplel That's III
Keep the range at twenty-nine fifty
The words were hardly out of his
mouth before he came topping from
his perch. The captain and one of the
privates caught the limp figure just be.
fore it struck the ground, and they laid
him tenderly upon the dirt floor of
Trench 81.
They've got him. He's not
dead. though" Captain. Monta-
que kneeled beside the lad and bent
over him. And corporal with some
knowledge of first-aid procedure I'M
dertook to stop Guys bleeding. He
was seriously wounded-that much
was clear. And he was unconscious.
"Beastly dull'-so Guy had been
writing Georgy Wagstaff. lawfully
hot-no excitement. Haven't seen a
German or any decent food. But that
doesn't matter. Tell mother I'm being
careful"
Poor kidr' Charlie Brown ex
claimed. 1t was a grim business
war!
"Sad-very sadr' the captain agreed
Put perhaps he'll pull through; and il
he doesn't-well! forgive me, Mr.
Brown, if l seem heartless-but re
memberl this is new to you and he's
only one, and I've seen so manyr
Captain Montague noticed that the
American correspondent was white
and somewhat unsteady.
II feel a bit shaken. Do you minC
if l go back now" Charlie asked.
Certainly not!'
"If come across the surgeon or any
Of the Red Cross, you don't mind if
send them back, do your" Charli,
wanted to do what he could to help hi,
friend.
The captain readily gave his assent
I'm through with war" Charli,
Brown said as he shook hands witt
Montague. I'm off to London. II
see his mother there, and that kid cir
of his-and then go to New York
where there's no war, thank Godl An,
you know, Cap, when I'm home, sit
ting at my desk. looking down owe
Broadway where war only means som
more headlines on the front page abou
some unpronounceable places, and yol
turn over the paper to see how stock
closed, or who won the game-whel
I'm back there and the war stuf
comes over the wire, I'll be thinking o
you fellows over here under fire, an,
I'll be wishing you luck, old man, tn
best of luck"
The captain thanked him; and the,
said good-by.
Charlie fingered for one last loo
at the wounded Guy.
81 hope you pull through, old boyl
he said; he knew, though, that Gu,
could not hear him. do what you ca
for him, won't you?" he asked the cap
tain. 81 know his mother. Thi
whole business is hell, isn't it?'
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