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The doctor looked with approval
upon Lloyd's six feet Of physical per-
lection, and thought what fine
guardsman he would make, but exam
ined his heart twice before he passed
him as physically IT." 1t was beating
so fast.
From the recruiting depot Lloyd was
taken, with many others, in charge Of
a sergeant, to the training depot at Al
dershot, where he was given an outfit
of khaki, and drew his other equip
ment. He made flne-looking soldier.
except for the slight shrinking in his
shoulders and the hunted look In his
eyes.
At the training depot It does not
take long to find out mans character,
and Lloyd was promptly dubbed
windy" In the English army windy"
means cowardly.
The smallest recruit in the barracks
looked on him with contempt, and was
not slow to show it in many ways.
Lloyd was q good soldier. learned
quickly, obeyed every order promptly,
never groused at the hardest fatigues.
He was afraid to. He lived in deadly
fear of the officers and "noncoms" over
him. They also despised him.
One morning about three months
after his enlistment Lloyd's company
was paraded, and the names picked out
for the next draft to France were read.
When his name was called, he did not
step out smartly, two PAGES to the
front, and answer cheerfully, 'Here,
sir" as the others did. He just faint
ed In the ranks and was carried to bar
racks amid the sneers of the rest.
That night was an agony Of misery
to him. He could not sleep. Just cried
and whimpered in his bunk, because
on the morrow the draft was to sail
for France. where he would see death
on all sides, and perhaps be killed him
self. On the steamer, crossing the
channel, he would have jumped over
board to escape, but was afraid Of
drowning.
Arriving in France, he and the rest
were huddled into cattle cars. On the
side Of each appeared in white letters,
"Hommes 40, Chevaux g." After hours
of humping over the uneven French
roadbeds they arrived at the training
base of Rouen.
At this place they were put through
a weeks rigid training in trench war
fare. On the morning of the eighth
day they paraded at ten o'clock, and
we're inspected and passed by General
H, then were marched to the quar-
termaster's, to draw their gas helmets
and trench equipment.
At four in the afternoon they were
again hustled into cattle cars. This
time the journey lasted two days.
They disembarked at the town of Ere
vent and could hear a distant dull
booming. With knees shaking, Lloyd
asked the sergeant what the noise was,
and nearly dropped when the sergeant
replied in somewhat bored tone:
"Oh, them's the guns up the line.
Wen be up there in couple O days
or so. Don't worry, my laddie, you'll
see more Of 'em than you want before
you get 'ome to Blighty again, that is,
II you're lucky enough to get back.
Now lend hand there unloadin' them
cars. and quit that everlastin' shakin'.
I believe yer scared" The last with q
contemptuous sneer.
They marched ten Hlos, full pack,
to little dilapidated village, and the
sound of the guns grew louder, con-
stantly louder.
The village was full Of soldiers who
turned out to inspect the new draft,
the men who were shortly to be their
mates in the trenches, for they were
going 'up the line" on the morrow, to
stake over" their certain sector Of
trenches.
The draft was paraded in front Of
battalion headquarters and the men
were assigned to companies.
Lloyd was the only man assigned to
D company. Perhaps the officer in
charge Of the draft had something to
do with it, for he called Lloyd aside
and said:
| Lloyd, you are going to new COM
pany. No one knows you. Your bed
will be as you make 1t, 80 for Gods
sake, brace up and be man. think
you have the stuff in you, my boy, so
good-by and the best Of luck to you"
The next day the battalion took over
their part Of the trenches. It happened
to be very quiet day. The artillery
behind the lines was still, except for
an occasional shell sent over to let the
Germans know the gunners were not
asleep.
In tho darkness, in single file, the
company slowly wendell their way
down the communication trench to the
front line. No one noticed Lloyd's
white and drawn face.
After they had relieved the company
in the trenches, Lloyd. with two of the
old company men, was put on guard in
one Of the traverses. Not shot was
fired from the German lines, and no
one paid any attention to him
crouched on the firing step.
On the first time in, new recruit is
not required to stand with his head
'over the top" He only "sits it out"
while the older men keep watch.
At about ten o'clock, all Of sudden,
he thought hell had broken loose, and
crouched and shivered up against the
parapet. Shells started bursting, as he
imagined, right In their trench, when in
fact they were landing about q hun.