The Glenwood post., 1918-06-29
0YNOPslS.

sinking OF tho Lusitani9 by . German
Submarine, Arthur Guy Empey, an Amori.
can, leaves his office in Jersey city and.
goes to England where he endsts In the
British army.
ing. Empey voIunteers for tmmsdists t al g ssrv-, ~
tce and soon finds himself in rest billets
@bomewhere in France" whore he first
ent ''cootes-"
CHAPTER III-Empey attends his first
church services at the front while a Ger
man Fokker circles over the congregation.
CHAPTER IX-Empey.s command gee.
Ore for the lrst time.
CHAPTER Y-Empey learns to ADOPT
ne motto Of tho British Tommy, If you
:ss a going to got It, you'll get it 20 never
CHAPTER v1-Back in rest billets, En-
sXerE}s ssXe gets his FIRST experience as q moss
1 CHAPTER & v11-Emgey ~ mp learns how sh'
CHAPTER v11I-Back in the front,npe
french: EmRs, ,Sss. sss, J! his hr't friend of sh'
CHAPTER K,EmPsy ePgy,ig. mskes Hs,oh HI. !: nr't
VISIT to a dusout IN suicide Dltcn.
CHAPTER x-Empey learns what CON
Stitutes q days work" In the front-nns
trNnch-
CHAPTER xI-Empey goes 'over the
top' for the first time In charge on the
German trenches and Is wounded by .
bayonet thrust.
CHAPTER xII-Empey Joins the ''sui-
ode club. as the bombing squad Is called.
CHAPTER xI1f-Each Tommy gets an
official bath.
advanced trench under German fire.
CHAPTER XV-On listening post" in
No Mans Land.
CHAPTER xvI-Two artillerymen put
enc over on Old Pepper. their resimental
commander.
CHAPTER xVII-Empey has narrow es-
eape. while on patrol duty in No Mans
CHAPTER xvII1-Back in rest billets
Empey writes and stages a farce comedy.
CHAPTER xIx-soldiers have many
s1n.' ~
CHATTER KHi-1rmpey again g9s,s S,.
oyer the toP P1ea In and eaaffe si wounded Wn os@
CHAPTER xxII-Trick with a machine
nun silences one bothersome Fritz
CHAPTER xxIII-German attack, pre-
coded by gas wave. Is repulsed
CHAPTER xX1v-Empey is force,. -
take part In an execution as a member
rT1 p-itiah ~epare for
When the fact that all hope was
gone finally entered Lloyd's brain,
calm seemed to settle over him, and
rising to his knees, with his arms
stretched out to heaven, he prayed, and
all Of his soul entered into the prayer.
"O good and merciful God, give me
strength to die like man! Deliver
me from this towards death. Give me
a chance to die like my mates in the
fighting line, to die fighting for my
country. I ask this of thee"
A peace, hitherto unknown, came to
him, and he crouched and covered no
more, but calmly waited the dawn,
ready to go to his death. The shells
were bursting all around the guard
room, but he hardly noticed them.
While waiting there, the voice Of the
sentry, singing in a low tone, came to
him. He was singing the chorus Of the
popular trench ditty:
I want to go home. want to go homo.
I don't want to go to the trenches no
moro.
Where the "whizzbangs" and 'sausages"
roar galore.
Take me over the sea, where the Allsmand
can't get at me.
Oh. my. don't want to diel I want to 20
home.
Lloyd listened to the words with q
strange interest, and wondered what
kind Of home he would 60 to across
the Great Divide. It would be the only
home he had ever known.
Suddenly there came great rushing
through the air, binding, q deafen-
ing report, and the sandbag walls Of
the guardroom toppled over, and then
-blackness.
When Lloyd recovered conscious
ness. he was lying ON his right side,
fScing what used to be the entrance Of
the guardroom. Now, It was only. .
tumble Of rent and torn sandbaEs. His
hsad seemed bursting. He slowly rose
on his elbow, and there In the east the
6wn was breaking. But what was
that mangled shape lying over there
among the sandbagsl Slowly dragging
himself to 1t, he saw the body Of the
sentry. One look was enough to know
that be was dead Tho soldiers head
was missing. Tho sentry had had his
Wish gratlled. He had "gone home"
He was safe at last from the "whizz-
bangs" and the Allemand.
Like fash It came to Lloyd that he
was free. Free to 60 "over the top"
with his company. Free to die like
true Briton fighting for his king and
country. A great gladness and warmth
came over him. Carefully stepping
over the body of the sentry, he started
on mad race down the ruined street
Of the village, amid the bursting shells.
minding them not, lodging through or
around hurrying platoons on their way
to also go "over the top" Coming to
a communication trench he could not
get through. It was blocked with laugh
ing, cheering and cnrsing soldiers.
Climbing out Of the trench, he ran
wildly along the top, never needing the
rain Of machine-gun bullets and shells.
not even hearing the shouts Of the Of.