The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1918-04-05

moment we heard the speech of sev- eral Huns, evidently emerging from an improvised dug-out close to the barbed wire defences, and in a flash I realized what had happened.
 Boys shouted. We're up against Johnny's wire; help me to get clear become entangled with the jagged edges of the wire and when I was wrenched off I could feel the snow getting in at the rents of my uni form, and this but added to my mis- cry. Back lads, back! if you don't want to be taken prisoners!' the cor poraI shouted in an agitated voice. But under such conditions we were not certain which way to turn, and in an occasional exclamation a few yards away told its own story of an other of our party having been caught
 The Byng Boys Break Through
 "The Germans seemed to be either too surprised or too cold to benefit by our close presence in their midst, and although a few shots were fired in the direction we were supposed to have taken, the Huns were evidently dubious as to the strength of our party, and they made no attempt to follow us up. I am afraid most of us were too pumped at that particular moment to have put up anything like fight. How we ultimately got in touch with our objective I really can not tell, but I suffered agonies with the drifting snow pelting my lacer- ated limbs, and but for the help and encouragement of one or two of the stronger members of our little party,
 would have lain down just where was.
 "It was almost daybreak when,
 more dead than alive, the sorely-fa- tigued Jocks" arrived at a part of
 the line from, which we were direct ed to our destination, and never did cold and shivering soldiers feel more grateful for a cup of steaming tea than on that awful morning. Not a
 single man of our party was missing And our policeman-corporal was a happy though very tired non-com
 next day when recounting our experi' .ences to a group of admiring an6
 half-credulous comrades.
 "It was not far from this part ot
 the line that I was an eyewitness o1
 one of the most grim and terrible tab ileaux of the war. This happened be- fore the snow adventure which I have
 just related, and was associated witt
 the break-through of the 'Byng Boys. IT was one of a party securing the :; ground from which we had driver
 the Germans, and at this particular 7 place there were small copses ol thickets, and our officer was anxious . to make certain that no stray Hun: !. were lurking about in concealed snip II ing posts Just as we entered thi! } small wood I emitted a cry of sur ) prise, and pointed to a slight hollow !; near which appeared to have been a ? one time an enemy dug-out.
 There, evidently leaning agains the smashed trunk of tree, with hi legs half crossed, and seemingly gag , ing down at the ground, was a big , bare-headed British Guardsman. Al
 we approached we were too aston ished to utter a single word. Tn, } Guardsman was quite dead, although standing in such a natural pose, anC
 at his feet lay a gigantic German cold and stiff in his last long sleep 5 Two rifles with blood-stained bayon l cts lay near at hand, and the condi l ton of the ground in the immediat = vicinity suggested that a terribl , lhand-to-hand struggle had takel place, with honors even.