Iron County record. [volume] (Cedar City, Utah) 1893-1982, 1917-11-30

OF rs. We heard the bullet sing over
our heads and saw the driver duck and
put the whip to his horses.
Very quietly we crawled back In the
direction from which the report had
come. After going about 100 yards we
lay still and waited. Pretty soon we
heard the rifle crack again. and II
wasn't very far away. but was still
behind us. We went a little farther
and the Lieutenant whispered: Keep
your eyes skinned. Watch the trees"
| could see no sign of life anywhere.
but ! knew that the sniper must be
very close After several minutes wait
the report came again, and this time 1t
was so close that jumped. We heard
the eJector hy back and the bolt snap
home again. And then saw himl
The sniper was well up in tree.
and he was almost invisible. so well
was screen OF branches drawn up
around him. His rife was fitted up I'm
tripod, and the legs OF this tripod
were nailed to the branches OF the tree
All he had to do was to sit there and
pun the trigger. eased back the bolt
of my rifle so as TO make no noise.
and ] eased It home again. The lieu.
tenant drew his revolver, and we took
steady aim together.
Fire" he said softly, and the two
shots rang out as one. Mr.. Sniper
came down like a thousand brick
| climbed the tree to have look at
his nest, and 1t certainly was ingenious
That rife was fixed dead across the
center OF the bridge, so all he had to
do was to pull the trigger when he
heard anything strike the wooden
planking of the bridge. 1t was a pref.
ty little scheme, but 1t came to an end.
az all things. good or bad, must.
Other traps such as this were all too
common along this road, but eventual.
ly we cleared the most of them out.
Many OF the snlpers would wear civil.
ian clothes. some would be wearing
the British uniform, and some would
have the nerve to use their own uni
forms.
We captured few OF these beauties
alive. Their admissions were almost
unbelievable. They confessed to hav.
ing patrolled the road every night and
actually greeted any of our chaps they
CHANGED to pass. They knew thu
names OF most of the regiments In that
vicinity, and some OF them even knew
the nlcknames our fellows had for
their officers Ii Is Job that requires
heaps OF nerve. but 1t Is q dirty, despi
cable game.
German sniper was killed one
night, and the fellows who brought
him down decided to play joke on
an Irishman In their regiment They
took the body Of the sniper and carried
1t about hundred yards Off the road,
where they propped 1t up against
tree and also fixed a rifle to its shout
der. Then they went I'm search Of the
Irishman. When they found him they
told him that he had been ordered to
go up the road and hunt for a sniper
who was potting at the passing traffic.
The Irishman took his rife and went
out I'm search OF the German. OF
course he found him, for he couldn't
have passed without seeing the trap
which had been laid for him. The
minute he caught sight OF the gray
uniform he dropped behind a bale OF
hay which was lying on the side of the
road and started firing Mt the supposed
sniper. The fellows who had sent him
up there came along and without being
observed by the object OF their Joke
proceeded to enjoy the fun. The Irish
man couldn't understand how 1t was
possible for him to miss his mark at
such a short range, and at each shot
he was swearing at his luck. Finally
he hit the body so many times 1t fell
over. and it was not until then that he
realized how he had been fooled.