The states-graphic. (Brownsville, Tenn.) 1???-1984, 1918-09-20

his regiment and we got to know him
as said before, when his brigade
joined ours near Bouequy. When a
thing suited him he used to say it was
all hunky-dory, and he used that ex-
preston so often that we fastened it
on him for c nickname.
''The night the American troops got
orders to withdraw to secondary po-
sition behind the line, and at the same
time word became noised about that
we Canadians were going over the top
early the following morning. Up to
at time we hadn't seen very muca
action in that sector. Things had been
much too quiet for Hunky- Dory. He
was the most disappointed man l ever
saw when he got the order to retire.
knowing that We were going over the
next morning.
"Well, he just didn't retire. He
sneaked out of the company when the
withdrawal began and hid behind an
ammunition wagon all night. The zero
hour found him crouched in a trench
beside us, one lone American ready
to go over with hundreds of Canadians
"And over he went. He shot over
the top like a skyrocket and sprinted
straight across No Mans Land like
he was after the gold medal in 100
yard dash. He headed straight for a
thieket where a machine gun was con-
eealed, scarcely three hundred yards
away. They saw him coming and be-
gan to spray bullets toward him like
water out of garden hose. But
somehow they couldn't quite get the
range.
"The rest of us had orders to run
while, take cover in shell holes OF
other breaks in the terrain, and then
climb out and run again, gaining our
objective in a series of dashes. But
Hunky-Dory didn't want his cut up
into chunks. He couldn't wait. Sc
ne was yards ahead of US when the
machine gun bullets began kicking ur
the dust about five yards from his
feet.
"By some miraculous chance he was
spared until he got within couple Of
hundred feet of the machine gun. Their
il was an even fight He took hand
grenade and balanced it on his palm
for minute, getting his aim and 9
good footing at the same time. Their
with a yell he let them have it. 1t was
a beautiful hit The flow of bullets
ceased.
1--WE found seven dead Germans be.
side that machine gun when we came
up minute or two later. Hunky-Do.
ry had the rest of them lined up with
their hands over their heads and wa:
cutting off their shoulder straps anC
regimental numbers for souvenirs.
There were six crestfallen Ger.
mans in the little group he marched
back to our line a little while after
ward. Three heavy German helmet,
were dangling at his bert. Our com
handing officer spotted him.
"Hellol What's this p ne said. 'Yol
don't belong here my man.
az know DON'T said Hunky-Dory
but | couldn't stay away. My regi
ment went back last night and i de
cided to stick around here and hell
your boys out a Bit
"'My word said the Canadian OF
ficer. You'll have to get to the rear
as soon as you can. This isn't at al
regular Hunky-Dory prinned apollo
getically.
"Ill go back he said But first
want to go out and bring in wounded
officer saw lying in shell hole
you'll do nothing of the kind,
said the officer. You'd never come
back alive in the first place, and in the
second you don't belong here
CAV, g-wan!" said Hunky-Dory
You can talk to your own troops like
that, but don't try it on me. l cam,
from Tennessee And he started out
over the embankment again.
"'Ten minutes later he was bacl
with bullet hole in his shoulder, car
rying wounded Canadian officer like
g child in his arms. He was grinnin9
sheepishly, like boy who has PLAYED
truant or disobeyed his teacher.
ut may be-" said Sergeant Hapgooc
in conclusion, shat these two instan
ees of disobedience will queer Hunky
Dory's chances of getting the Victorii
Cross. But if | was the man who ha,
the say-so, I'd give him one anyway.
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