Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1918-04-25

tr,nohIed to the meaning or tnat tap
ping.
he exclaimed;
"a srWell. of all the nerve I've ever run
cross. this takes the cake. Those
"a Boches are using that road
cain. Blind my eyes, this time it is a
,rboIe brigade of them, transports and
I'M What pretty target for our
lYs' The beggars know that we
suon't fire. A ID shame, l call 1t.
ADb inst for a chance to turn d 238
loose on them
N ~ was trembling with excitement.
from repeated stolen glances at the
&entain's range chart, that road with
H. range was burned into my mind.
aOver the wire. l tapped, ID 23S bat
&ery Target II, Range 5000, 3 degrees
Ia minutes, left, salyo, fire.. Cassell
"a KID my message, and with the re-
'&eiyer pressed against my ear, l wait
hi and listened. In couple of min
htes very family over the wire came
4he voice of our battery commander
issuing the order: ID 23S battery.
Ealvo FireP
"Then a roar through the receiver
rs the four guns belched forth,
screaming and whistling overhead, and
<he shells were on their way.
THE captain jumped as if he were
and let out a great big expressive
4-n, and eagerly turned his glasses
D. the direction of the German road.
j also strained my eyes watching that
farget. Four black clouds of dust rose
bp right in the middle of the German
foumn. Four direct hits--another
record for d 23S.
"The shells kept on whistling over
bead, and l had counted twenty-four
Cf them when the firing suddenly
leased When the smoke and dust
clouds lifted the destruction on that
fOad was awful. Overturned limbers
Rnd guns wagons smashed up, troops
6eeing in all directions. The road and
Foadside were spotted all over with
little field gray dots, the toll of our
guns.
THE captain, in his excitement, had
Ilipped off the sandbag, and was on
bis knees In the mud, the glass still at
bis eye. He was muttering to himself
ind slapping his thigh with his olsen
jagged hand. At every slap big
'ound juicy cuss word would escape
rom his lips followed by:
GOOD Finel Marvellous Pretty
Work Direct hits ALL
Then he turned to me and shouted:
Wilson, what do you think of tit
Did you ever see the like of it in your
lie? On fine work, I call it,
Pretty soon q look of wonder stole
yer his face and he exclaimed:
But who in HI gave them the
rider to fire. Range and everything
orrect too. I know I didn't. Wilson,
10 give you any order for the bat
cry to open up? OF course l didn't,
Id |?
1 answered very emphatically, No,
III you gave no command. Nothing
ent through this post. l am abso-
llely certain on that point, SIR
Of course nothing went through
replied. Then his face fell, and he
uttered out loud:
But, by Jove, wait till Old Pep
er gets wind of this. There'll be fur
wing
just then BOmbardier Cassell cut in
the wire:
Generals compliments to Captain
He directs that officer and sig
"er report at the double TO brigade
Fauquarters as soon as relieved. Re-
e. now on the way.
IN an undertone to me, Keep ;
ass front, Wilson, and for Gods '
NE SICK. l answered with. Rely on {
:, 81, mate but was trembling all over. I
l gave the generals message to the
p Su, and started packing up.
Inc relief arrived, and as we left |
e post the captain said: '
now for the fireworks, and know {
~ Il De good and plenty They were. {
"neh we arrived at the gun pits 9
""l'ery commander, the sergeant
~ ana Cassell were waiting for us. 7
, leu IN line and the funeral march 9
brigade headquarters started. I
-. arriving at headquarters the bat :
y commander was the first to be I
. ~. This was behind closed 4
,na from the roaring and explo- !
" ' VI old Pepper 1t sounded as IL .
N. meat was being thrown to the
NJ, OaSSell, later, described 1t as >
- us IKE bombing raid. In about |.
- minutes the officer reappeared. l
oa sweat was pouring from his fore u
~ ana MS face was the color of 7
g. g. he was speechless. AS he 4
~ ,ne captain he jerked his thumb q
.nt direction of the lions den and 1
4 pu'' Then the captain went in, $
10 w lions were once again fed. {
as . apaln stayed about twenty min S
90 "nu came out. | couldn't see his a
i ou' the droop In his shoulders G
ar suough. He looked like a wet hen. n
1oor of the generals room y