The spectator., 1919-04-15

about two weeks ago; you know, the l one where that big church with all the shell holes in it was right on the cor ner where we turned to the left to take the road at St. A-?' We all remembered it aEd turned in- quirng glances in Cariy's direction.
 "Well, this morning. when I went down with the quarter tGuartermaster sergeanD, to draw coal, met fellow at division headquarters who told me a mighty interesting story of how he and another fellow rounded up cou- pie of spies.
 ''This bloke, through modesty, and to cover up his own good work, tried to make me believe that it was only through lucky chance that he stum- bled over the clue which lead to the spies arrest, but I'm a-thinkin', and I know you'll all agree with me, that it was not so much luck as it was clever thinking. I'm not much at telling a story, but I'm going to try and give it, as far as l can remember, just the way he handed it to me.
 Tt seems that this fellow, who told me the story, and another chap, had been detailed to the divisional intelli- gence department, and were hanging around division headquarters waiting for something to happen.
 "Now, here's the story as he reeled it off to me:
 About three kilos behind division headquarters was the old French vil- lage of B.. One of our important roads ran through it. This road was greatly used by our troops for bringing up supplies and ammunition for the front line. It was also used by large numbers of troops when relieving bat talions in the fire sector.
 "'Of course, on account of this road being in range of the German guns, it could only be used at night: other- wise the enemy airmen and observa- ton balloons would get wise and it road would be shelled, thus causing many casualties.
 For the last ten days reports had been received at division headquarters that every time troops passed a cer- tain point on this road, marked by an old church. they were sure to click heavy shell fire from the BocheS. On nights when no troops passed through there would be very little shelling, if any, but if a battalion or brigade hap pened to come this way they suffered from heavy shell fire.
 "'Upon receipt of the first two or three of these reports we put it down as a strange coincidence, but when the fifth report of this nature reached us it was evident to us that spy was way the information of the movements of our troops were communicated by him to the enemy.
 Myself and another bloke, who had been working with me for the last two weeks, were assigned to the task of discovering and apprehendlng this spy. To us it seemed an impossible job, as there were no clues to work upon. As is usual, our general, "Old Pepper" called us in. and said:
 "'"There is q spy working in the village of B-; go get him.
 'Foolishly, I butted in and asked for further information. I got it, all right. With a lowering look which made me tremble, he roared:
 "'"Go and dig up your own clues. Hn ;yt l pertinent for? Intelligence department {. It ought to be called the 'brainless de- partment' if you two are a sample of the rest"
 Somehow or other we didn't stop to argue with "Old Pepper"
 At this point Sailor Bill butted in:
 'Blime me, he's just like an admiral we had in our navy, this old Pepper
 A chorus of. "Oh. shut up, you're in the army now" cut off Blll's story. We knew Sailor Bill. If he ever got start ed talking navy, nothing short of gas attack could stop him.
 Sailor Bill, with an indignant glance around the circle, relapsed into silence.
 Curly Wallace exclaimed:
 ITO ell with your admiral; do you want to hear this story? If you do. shut up and let me tell it.
 'Go on, Curly. never mind; he's harmless" calculated Happy Tough ton.
 Curly carried on, with:
 "'GettinS our packs and drawing three days rations, we started hiking
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