The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1918-04-12
CHAPTER v.
Mud, Rats and Shells.

Hiduy ndto anu 0ucllt.
l must have slept for two or three
hours, not the refreshing kind that re-
suits from clean sheets and soft pill
lows, but the sleep that comes from
cold, wet and sheer exhaustion.
Suddenly, the earth seemed to shake
and thunderclap burst In my ears.
opened my eyes-I was splashed all
over with sticky mud, and men were
picking themselves up from the bottom
Of the trench. The parapet on my left
had toppled into the trench, completely
blocking 1t with wall Of tossed-up
earth. The man on my LEFT lay still. I
rubbed the mud from my face, and an
awful sight met my gaze-his head
was smashed to a pulp. and his steel
helmet was full Of brains and blood
A German Minnie" (trench mortar)
had exploded in the next traverse. Men
were digging into the soft mass OF mud
In frenzy Of haste Stretcher-bear-
ers came up the trcaei on the double.
After a few minutes IL digging. three
still. muddy forr's on stretchers were
carried down the Communication
trench to the rear. Soon they would
be resting somewhere In France" with
a little wooden cross over their heads.
They had done their bit for king and
country. had died without firing shot,
but their services were appreciated,
nevertheless.
Later on, ! found out their names.
They belonged to our draft
|, l was dazed and motionless. Sud-
denly shovel was pushed into my
hands. and rough but kindly voice
said:
Here. my lad. lend hand clearing
the trench, but keep your head down.
and look out for Shippers. One of the
Fritz's is daisy, and he'll get you II
you're not careful"
Lying on my belly on the bottom of
the trench, filed sandbags with the
sticky mud. they were dragged TO my
rear by the other men, and the work Of
rebuilding the parapet was on. The
harder ! worked, the better / felt. Al
though the weather was cold, was
soaked with sweat.
Occasionally a bullet would crack
overhead, and machine gun would
kick up the mud on the bashed-in para
pet At each crack would duck and /
shield my face with my arm. One Of
the older men noticed this action OF
mine, and whispered:
s"Don't duck at the crack of a bull
let. Yank; the danger has passed-you
never hear the one that wings you.
Always remember that II you are going
to get it, you'll get II, so never worry
This made great impression on me (
at the time, and from then on, adopt
ed his motto, IF you're going to get 1t.
you'll get it,
1t helped me wonderfully. / used It I
so often afterwards that some of nv
mates dubbed me. IF you're going to
get 1t, you'll get it."
After an hours hard work. all my
nervousness left me. and was laugh.
ing and joking with the rest.
At one O'Clock. dinner came up In
the form of dixie of hot stew.
! looked for my canteen. 1t had
fallen on the fire step, and was half
buried in the mud. The man on my
left noticed this, and told the corporal.
dish.ng out the rations, to put my
share in his mess tin. Then he whis-
pered to me. always take care of your
mess tin, mate"
had learned another maxim Of the
trenches.
That stew tasted fine. was as
hungry as bear. We had Seconds"
or another helping. because three of
the men had "gone West" killed by
the explosion Of the German trench
mortar. and we ate their share, but
still / was hungry. so i filed In with
bully beef and biscuits. Then drained
my water bottle. Later on 1 learned
another maxim of the front line, go
sparingly with your water" The bully
beef made me thirsty, and by tea time
was dying for drink, but my pride
would not allow me to ask my mates
for water. 1 was fast learning the !
ethics Of the trenches.
That night was put on guard with
an older man. We stood ON the fire
step with our hands over the top, peer |,
Ing out into No Mans Land. 1t was
nervous work for me, but the other fel-
low seemed to take 1t as part of the !
nights routine.
Then something shot past my face.
My heart stopped beating, and / dpcked =
my head below the parapet. A soft !
from my mate brought me to
my senses, and feebly asked. "For
heavens sake, what was thatf" =
He answered. "Only rat taking
promenade along the sandbags." !