The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1918-04-26
CHAPTER x.
rhe paws Work.


regular routine about the work Of the
trenches. although It is badly upset at
Zines by the Germans.
The real work in the fire trench
commences at shutdown. Tommy is
ike burglar. he works at night.
Just as il begins to get dark the
word stand to" is passed from trav-
erse to traverse, and the men get busy.
The first relief. consisting Of two men
to a traverse, mount the fire step, one
man looking over the top, while the
other sits at his feet, ready to carry
messages or TO inform the platoon Off
Ger Of any report made by the sentry
as to his observations in No Mans
Land. The sentry is not allowed to
relax his watch for a second. II he Is
questioned from the trench or asked
his orders, he replies without turning
around or taking his eyes from the ex-
panse Of dirt In front of him. The re-
mainder Of the occupants of his trav-
erse either sit on the fire step, with
bayonets fixed. ready for any emer-
gency, or II lucky. and a dugout hap
pens to be in the near vicinity Of the
traverse. and II the night is quiet, they
are permitted to go to same and try
and snatch few winks Of sleep. Little
sleeping Is done; generally the men sit
around. smoking flags and seeing who
can tell the biggest lie Some Of them.
perhaps with their feet In water. would
write home sympathizing with the
governor" because he was laid up
with cold. contracted by getting his
feet wet on his way to work in Wool
witch arsenal. II q man should manage
to doze OF. likely as not he would wake
with start as the clammy, cold feet
OF a rat passed over his face. or the
next relief stepped on his stomach
while stumbling on their way to relieve
the sentries in the trench.
Just try to sleep with belt full Of
ammunition around you. your rifle bolt
biting into your ribs, intrenching tool
handle sticking into the small Of your
back. with a tin hat for pillow and
feeling very damp and cold. with
4c0oties" boring for oil In your arm
pits, the air foul from the stencil of
grimy human bodies and smoke from
juicy pipe being whitfield into your nos
trils. then you will not wonder why
Tommy occasionally takes turn in
the trench for a rest.
While In front-line trench orders
forbid Tommy from removing his
boots, puttees. clothing or equipment.
The Coolies take advantage of this
order and mobilize their forces, and
Tommy swears vengeance on them and
mutters to himself, "Just wait until
hit-rest biIlets and am able to get my
own back"
Just before daylight the men turn
tor and tumble out Of the dugouts, man
the fire step until 1t gets light, or the
welcome order stand down" is given.
Sometimes before stand down" is or
dered, the command five rounds rap
idr Is passed along the trench. This
means that each man must rest his
rifle on the top and fire as rapidly as
possible five shots aimed toward the
German trenches. and then duck with
Z the emphasis on the "duck'C. There is
a great rivalry between the opposing
forces to get their rapid fire all off
first, because the early bird, in this in
stance. catches the worm--sort Of gets
the jump on the other fellow, catching
him unawares.
We mad sergeant In our battalion
named Warren. He was ON duty with
his platoon in the fire trench one after
noon when orders came up from the
rear that he had been granted seven
days leave for Blighty. and would ne
relieved at five O'clock to proceed 10
England.
+ He was ticIled to death at these
welcome tidings and RECALLED his more
or. less envious mates beside him on.
the fire step with the good times In
store for him. He figured 1t out that
lin two days time he would arrive at
Waterloo station, London, and then
seven days bIissi
At about five minutes to five he
started to fidget with his rife, and !!
then suddenly springing up on the fire
step with a muttered, an send over
a couple Of souvenirs to Fritz so that
he'll miss me when leave" he stuck
lhi$rifle over the top and fired two shots
lwhen crack went bullet and he
tumbled of the step, fell into the mud
at the bottom Of the trench, and lay
still in huddled heap with bullet
hole In his forehead.
Al about the time he expected to ar
rive at Waterloo station he was iaid
10 rest In n little cemetery behind the
lines. He had gone to Blighty.
In the trenches one can never tell
Il Is not safe to plan very Ear ahead.
After stand down" the men sit on
ihe FIRE step Or repair to their respec-
i've tugouts and walt for the rum Is
suc' to materialIze. Immediately fol-
lowing tho rum comes prenkiaH''
brought up from the rear: Sleeping y