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Bv An American Soldier
Who Went
ARTHUR GUY EMPEy
lCopyright, 1917. by Arthur Guy hmp"v)
CHAPTER XIV.
Machine Gunner Seruing in France
Picks and Shovels.

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in to orders you've been taken up on
the strength of this section, and VIII
have to do your bit with the pick and
shovel, same as the rest of US"
I put up a howl on my way to get
my shovel, but the only thing that re.
my part.
We fell in at eight o'clock, outside
Of our billets, sort of masquerade
party. I was disguised as common
laborer, had a pick and shovel, and
about one hundred empty sandbags
The rest, about two hundred in ALL
were equipped likewise: picks. shovels,
sandbags, rifles and ammunition.
The party moved out in column OF
fours, taking the road leading to the
trenches. Several times we had to
string out in the ditch to let long col
umns Of limbers, artillery and supplies
get past.
The marching, under these condi-
lions, was necessarily slow. Upon ar
rival at the entrance to the communi-
cation trench, looked at my illumi-
mated wrist watch-it was eleven
o'clock.
Before entering this trench, word
was passed down the line, mo talking
or smoking, lead off in single file, COW
ering party first"
This covering party consisted Of 81
men, armed with rifles, bayonets,
bombs, and two Lewis machine guns.
They were to protect us and guard
against a surprise attack while dig
cling in No Mans Land.
The communication trench was
about half a mile long, a zigzagging
ditch, eight feet deep and three feet
wide.
Now and again, German shrapEel
would whistle overhead and burst in
our vicinity. We would crouch against
the earthen walls while the shell frag-
ments slapped" the ground above US.
Once Fritz turned loose with ma
chine gun, the bullets from which
Cracked" through the air and kicked
up the dirt on the top, scattering sand
and pebbles, which, hitting our steel
helmets, sounded like hailstones.
Upon arrival in the fire trench an
officer of the Royal Engineers gave US
our instructions and acted as guide.
We were to dig an advanced trench
two hundred yards from the Germans
1.-THE trenches at this point were six
hundred yards apart).
Two winding lanes, five feet wide,
had been cut through our barbed wire,
for the passage of the diggers. From
these lines white tape had been laid
On the ground to the point where we
were to commence work. This in or
der that we would not get lost in the
darkness. The proposed trench WIS
also laid out with tape.
The covering party went out first.
After short wait, two scouts came
back with information that the work
Ing party was to follow and carry on"
with their work.
In extended order, two yards apart,
we noiselessly crept across No Mans
Land. 1t was nervous work; every
minute we expected a machine gun TO
open fire on US. Stray bullets cracked
around US, or a ricochet sang over
head.
Arriving at the tapped diagram Of
the trench, rifles slung around our
shoulders, we lost no time in getting
to work. We dug as quietly as pos
sible but every now and then the noise
Of pick or shovel striking a stone
would send the cold shivers down our
backs. Under our breaths we heartily
cursed the offending Tommy.
At intervals star shell would 60 up
from the German lines and we would
remain motionless until the glare of its
white light died out
When the trench had reached a
depth Of two feet we felt safer, be-
cause it would afford US cover in case
We were discovered and fired on.
The digging had been in progress
about two hours, when suddenly hell
seemed to break loose in the fora of
Dachine-gun and rife fire.
We dropped down on our bellies 10
the shallow trench, bullets knocking
up the ground and swapping in the atn
Then shrapnel butted in. The MUSE
VAS hot and Tommy danced.
The covering party was having q
rough time of it; they had no cover !;
Just had to take their medicine.
= Word was passed down the line 20
beat IL for our trenches. We needed no
urging; grabbing our tools and stoop
Ing low, we legged it across No Mans
Land. The covering party got away
10 a poor start but beat US in. They
must have had wings because we low
cred the record
Painting and out of breath, we tuIn-
bled into our front-line trench. 1 tore
my hands getting through our wire,
but. at the time, didn't notice it; my
journey was too urgent.
When the roll was called we found
that we had gotten it In the nose for
g casualties.
Our artillery put barrage on Fritz
1rOnt-line and communication trenches
and their machine-gun and rifle fire
suddenly ceased.
Upon the cessation of this fire,
stretcher bearers went out to look for
killed and wounded. Next day we
learned that q of our men had been
killed and 81 wounded. Five men were
missing; lost in the darkness, they
must have wandered over into the Ger
man lines. where they were either
TRY THEM
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