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Communication french, which ended In
a blindsap, and then the captain, and
what was left Of his men, knew they
were in a trap. They would not re-
tire. d company never retired, and
they were D company. Right In front
of them they could see hundreds of
Germans preparing to rush them with
bomb and bayonet. They would have
some chance If ammunition and bombs
could reach them from the rear. Their
supply was exhausted, and the men
realized it would be a case of dying
as bravely as possible, or making run
for it.. But D company would not
run. It was against their traditions
and principles.
The Germans would have to advance
across an open space of three to four
hundred yards before they could get
within bombing distance of the treAch,
and then it would be all their own way.
Turning to his company, the captain
said:
"Men, it's a case of going West for
us. We are out of ammunition and
bombs, and the Boches have us In a
trap. They will bomb us out. Our
bayonets are useless here. We will
have to go over and meet them, and
it's q case of thirty to one, SO send
every thrust home, and die like the
men of D company should. When I
give the word, follow me, and up and
at them. Give them -! Lord, II
we only had machine gun, we could
wipe them out Here they come, get
ready, men,"
Just as he finished speaking, the vel.
| come "pup-pup" Of machine gun In
their rear rang out, and the front line
| of the onrushing Germans seemed to
melt away. They wavered, but once
again came rushing onward. Down
went their second line. The machine
gun was taking an awful toll of lives.
Then again they tried to advance, but
the machine gun moved them down.
Dropping their rifles and bombs, they
broke and fled in a wild rush back to
their trench, amid the cheers of "D1
company. They were forming again
for another attempt, when In the rear
of D company came mighty cheer,
The ammunition had arrived and with
it q battalion of Scotch to re-enforcd
them. They were saved. The unknown
machine gunner had come to the rescue
in the nick of time.
With the re-enforcements 1t was an
easy task to take the third German
line.
After the attack was over, the cap@
tain and three of his noncommissioned
officers, wended their way back to tho
position where the machine gun had
done its deadly work. He wanted td
thank the gunner in the name Of D.
company for his magnificent deed,
They arrived at the gun, and an awful
sight met their eyes.
Lloyd had reached the front lima
trench, after his company had left it. A
strange company was nimbly crawling
up the trench ladders. They were re-
endorsements going over. They were
Scotties, and they made magnificent
sight in their brightly colored kits and
bare knees.
Jumping over the trench, Lloyd raced
across mo Mans Land" unheeding the
rain of bullets, leaping over dark forms
on the ground, some Of which lay still.
while others called out to him as he
speeded past.
He came to the German front line,
but it was deserted, except for heaps
Of dead and wounded-a grim tribute
to the work of his company, good old
D company. Leaping trenches, and
gasping for breath, Lloyd could sec
right ahead Of him his company in 4
dead-ended sap of a communication
trench, and across the open, away in
front Of them, mass of Germans pre-
pairing for charge. Why didn't D
company FIRE on them1 Why were they
10 strangely silent? What were they
waiting for? Then he knew-their am.
munition was exhausted.
But what was that on his rieht1 A
machine gun. Why didn't it open fire
and save them? He would make that
guns crew do their duty. Rushiua
over to the gun he saw why it had not
opened fire. Scattered around its base
lay six still forms. They had brought
their gun to consolidate the captured
position, but Z German machine gun
had decreed they would never nr,
again.
Lloyd rushed to the gun and, grasp
ing the traversing handles. trained i
ON the Germans. He pressed the thuml
piece, but only . sharp click was tn
result. The gun was unloaded. The1
he realized his helplessness. He di'
not know how to load the gun. OF
why hadn't he attended the machine
gun course In England1 He'd bee
offered the chance, but with blush
shame he remembered that he had bee
afraid. The nickname Of the machin
gunners had frightened him. The
were called the Suicide club" Nov
, because of this fear, his compan
would be destroyed, the men of D con
. pany would have to die, because HI
Albert Lloyd, had been afraid of
name In~,hjs shame lha cried Like,