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place of barbed wire and machine
guns. These wild black Mohamme-
dams from West Africa We're enjoy
ing themselves. Killing. which is at
best an acquired taste with the civil
iZed races, was only too palpa bly,
their mission in life. Their eyes
rolled and their splendid white
teeth flashed in their heads, but here
all resemblance to a happy Southern
darky stopped. They were deadly.
Each platoon swept its front like a
hunting pack. moving swiftly and
surely together. The lieutenant felt
a thrill of professional admiration as
he went with them.
The hidden guns that fired on them
were located with uncanny skill; they
worked their automatic rifles forward
on each flank until the doomed en-
placement was under a scissors fire;
then they took up the matter with the
bayonet and slew with lion-like leaps
and lunges and shrill. barbaric yap-
ping. They took no prisoners.
Back with his own men again, the
company whitfield thin, Was there
no limit to the gloomy wood. .
Right through the trees yonder-
The wood ended and the attack
burst out into the rolling wheat land.
where the sun shone in a cloudless sky
and pOppies grew in the wheat To
the right a great. paved road marched
between tall poppies. much battered.
On the road two motor trucks burned
fiercely. and dead men lay around
them. Across the road a group of
stone farm buildings had been shelled
into a smoking dust heap. but from
the ruins nest of never-die machine
guns opened flanking fire. The khaki
lines checked and swirled around them
and there was a mounting crackle of
rife fire and the bayonets got
in The lines went forward to the low
crest beyond, where. astride the road.
was the first objective; and the as
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How long 1 slept 1 do not know.
Some one was shaking me gently. 1t
was my genial cOmpa Mon. Itkelerik.
l opened my eyes. but otherwise did
not stir Directly in my line Of vision
a long gray something was slowly
easing itself to the surface Of the
water without a ripple. l held my
breath as the hump of a monstrous
bowhead gradually emerged.
There was not q sound nor mo-
ton from the group behind the ice
screens. Every eye was riveted upon
the increasing bulk of the whale. 1t
loomed up bigger and bigger. Hear
ing no sound and seeing nothing un-
usual 1t heaved it's huge body half
out of the water. To me, fiat on the
Ice, 1t looked like a mountain
For fully minutes 1t lay on top
Of the water, an inert mass, spying
out the land. Finally, 1t let go long
held breath. A fountain of water
shot into the air with a deafening
noise. This was the signal for light
ming activity among the crew.
TWO men snatched harpoon bombs
and fired. Others grabbed the
fioaters and reloads. The oomiak was
in the water and every man in his
place without a lost motion. I was
snatched up and thrust into a seat.
A paddle mysteriously appeared out of
thin air in my hands. In a terse
whisper from behind came the com
mand. paddle like hell"'
Then the bombs exploded and a mon
strous f1uke appeared and went down
straight in front Of us. Next. we were
floating idly over the very spot where
it had disappeared.
The ruffled water slowly calmed. I
risked breathing and let my paddle
down from mid-air, where l was ai,-
stractedly holding 1t. The harpooner
stood rigid in the bow of the canoe
MY heart thumped in my ears like q
cannon going off.
In that dead silence, the ticking of
the traders watch sounded like an au-
tomobile. We drifted idly with the
current and waited and watched
l did not know whether l wanted
the whale to come up again or not.
Before I could decide, my ear-drums
were almbt split by terrific fusillade
from the ice. All the crew not in the
boat were running and firing. az they
ran. at a white object back Of us. We
whirled around and padded furiously
toward the white excitement.
1t dived under and around us. 1t
was q belusa whale, with a few rifle
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the infantry enthusiastically in
sight-f1anks or rear
DCT to the rear a changing and a
Gathering and the thudding of
horse hoofs. Graves. beat it back an
flag those guns" Graves ran franti-
cally. waving his helmet. The guns
halted in a cloud Of dust and q gun
ner lieutenant trotted up. jaunty, i'm
maculate. He dismounted, In his
beautiful pale-blue uniform and his
cleaning boots and tiny 1ingling
spurs, and saluted the sweating, un-
shaven Marine officer. He looked
with his glasses and he consulted his
map. and then he smiled like a man
who has gained his hearts desire
He dashed back toward his guns, wav-
ing a signal.
The guns wheeled around: the
horses galloped back: there was a
whirl and hustle behind each caisson,
and two gunners with a field tele-
phone came running. II all happened
in seconds
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CHAPTER V.
The Actual Charge at SoiSSons.

7 was AS the morning of July Is
Miles of close-laid batteries
opened with one stupendous
thunder. The air above the tree
tops spoke with unearthly noises
the shrek and rumble of light and
heavy shells. Forward through the
woods. very near. rose up continued
crashing roar of explosions. and a
mUrh of smoke. and a hell of bright
fires continually renewed. 1t lasted
only ; minutes, that harrage. with
every French and American gun that
could he brought to hear firing at top
speed. But they We're terrible minutes
for the unsuspecting Boche. Dazed.
beaten down and swept away. he tum-
bled out of his holes when it lifted. only
To find the long hayonets of the Ameri-
cans licking like flame across his for
ward positions and those black devils
the Senegalese. raging with knives in
his rfe-pits. His counter-harrage was
slow and weak. and when 1t came the
shells burst we'll behind the aSSa ulting
waves. which were already deep in his
defenseS,
The 49th company. running heavily.
sodden with weariness. was punGinc
through lire Of wire entanglements
when the guns opened. a French
rif1eman squatted in hole under the
wire, and a sergeant bent over him
and shouted: "Combien-how far
damn it. how YOU say?-comhien-
kilometre-a la Boche?" The French
mans eyes bulged. He did violent
things with his arms kilomet'? kilo
metres7 Mon Dieu. cent metres. Cent
metres" Half the company, still in
column. was struggling in the wire
when. from the tangle right in front.
a machine gun dinned fercely and
rife.fire ran 70 left and right through
the woods.
II was we'll that the woods were a
little open in that spot so that the
lieutenant's frantic signals could be
seen for no voice could have been
heard And il was more than we'll
that every man there had been shot
over enough not to he gun-shy. They
OWNED his order. they developed TO
the left and they went forward yelling.
Suddenly Corbett. the platoon com
mander leading TO the left. turned and
waved his arms. And through the
trees he saw ,le SenesaleSe-lean.
rangy men in mustard-colored uni
forms, running with their bayonets
all aslant He turned back toward his
company with the sweetest feeling of
relief that ne had ever known: he had
his contact established: his clever and
war-wise company would attend to-
bringing II, no matter what happened
to him.
The hattie roared into the wood.
Three lines of machine guns. eche-
loned, held IL. Here the Foret de
Retz was like Dante's wood. so shat
tered and tortured and horrible II
was, and the very trees seemed to
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quired after a cigarette. There were
very many dead Germans in the ra-
vine and on its slope when they went
forward.
Wearily now. the exaltation dying
down, they left the stone towers Of
VierZy to the right. in the path of the
Regulars of the 9th and 23d. On line
northeast of 1t they halted and pre-
pared to hold. 1t was lonesome
place. Very thin indeed were the as
sault companies. very far away the
support columns. "Accordin'
to the map. we're here. Turn those
Boche machine guns around-guess
we'll stay. Thank God. we must have
grabbed off all their artillery, 'cept
"Lootenant, come up here. for Gods
sake. Lord. what slew o. Boches.
Beyond rife shot strong gray col
umn was advancing. There were ma
chine guns with it. 1t was not de-
ployed. but its intention was very evi-
dent. Here were 30.odd Ma.
rines and few strays from one Of
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BY EDNA CLAIRE WALLACE.

Y IN, the trader in tho Arctic vii
lage where / lived, is the only
white man along she whole
~ coast of Alaska who still makes
business of whaling each
Spring. Twenty-Five or thirty years
ago the whaling of the Arctic Ocean
ranked among the most important in
dustries of the world. Between 20
and 60 ships and about 500 men Win
tered annually around Herschel Is
land. Today there is no trace OF this
formerly thriving industry except a
few half breed whaling camps scat
tered here and there.
have listened by the hour to Jims
tales OF the old whaling days. Jim
had been shanghaed from a dock in
San Francisco many years before anG
carried far North on Whaler. Two
wears later his ship Was crushed il
the ice off Point Hope.
With 3S companions he started L
mush over the ice toward Point Hope.
He was one of the four who reached
the sand pit. Afterward he married
a native woman, and the land Of eter
nal winds and perpetual SHOWS had
been his home ever since.
During the long Winter | tuGged
with the idea Of going whaling with
his crew in the Spring. 1t met with
no SUCCESS. The Eskimo oldtimers
who composed the crew would have
nothing Of woman in their camp.
Though they We're all Christianized
and professed no further belief I'm old
superstitions, they were quite sure
that whales had an incurable an
tipathy to women and were mysteri-
ously driven away by the presence
the boot-CheWing sex. Beyond telling
,f ,,,.Ic hi, inv II
ing. which | should not he able to live
through, the trader himself was neu
trail.
| Stubhornly maintained that what
ever would sustain life for an Eskimo
would he sufficient for me. The discus
sion always ended in draw. The
trader politely evaded giving me his
promise TO take me. and | refrained
from pressing the issue.
In the meantime | made a few more
sled and reindeer journeys to isOla ted
native settlements. The weather was
truly awful during this period | was
lost in hizzards. forced to live in snow
houses off dog food. had various mem
hers of my body frozen and suffered
all the hard but not uncommon expert
ences of dog travellers in the land OF
the Eskimo. But from each of these
jaunts ! returned, ema ciated. filthy.
and weary, it is true, but wiser in
Arctic ways.
During April the weather seemed to
be the worst of the entire year. Bliz-
yards ragged necessarily. The wind
blew full gale every day. The aver
age temperature for this month was
4o degrees below zero. The nights
were now light, of course. and. like
the natives. l had no regular time for
sleeping.
One day the thermometer threat.
ened to break itself by registering So
degrees below. The morning after.
when I climbed out Of my shanty at
about O'Clock. the sun was shining
clear and brilliant with two exquisite
sun-dogs on each side. This beautiful
phenomenon always occurs I'm the
very coldest weather. usually between
midnight and 4 in the morning | en-
joNed the fairy spectacle AS long as
my eyes could stand the glitter.
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writhe in agony. Here the fury of
the barrage was spent, and the great
trunks. thick as a mans body, We're
sheared off like weed-stalks: others
were uprooted and lay gigantic along
the torn earth; big limbs still crashed
down or Swayed half severed: splint-
ers and debris checked the ways
beneath. A few German shells fell
among the men-mustard- gas: and
there in the wet woods one could see
the devilish stuff spreading slowly,
like a snaky mist. around the she'll
hole after the smoke had lifted.
Machine guns raved everywhere;
there was a cracking din of rifles.
and the coughing roar of hand-gre-
nades. Some Boche guns were silenced
by blind. furious rushes that left a
trail of writhing khaki figures, but
always carried two or three frenZied
marines with bayonets into the en-
placement. from whence would come
shooting and screaming and other
clotted unpleasant sounds. and then
silence.
TO left and right the lieutenant
L. caught glimpses of his men, run
ming. crawling. firing as they went.
In a clearing. Lieut.. Appelgate of
the 18th Company. on the right, came
into view. He waved his pistol and
shouted something. He was grinning.
All the men were grinning.
it was a bon fight after
all.
Then little Tritt. his orderly. rum
ming at his side. went down. clawinG
at bright JET OF scarlet over his
collar The war became personal again
"a keening sibilance of flesh hunt
ing bullets ringing under his helmet.
He found himself prone behind
great fallen tree, with a handful of
his men: bark and splinters were
leaping from the round trunk that
sheltered theQl.
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holes in it by this time. The bullets
continued to spatter about us. Each
time the wounded animal came up 1t
got harpoon in 1t somewhere.
Finally one of the lines held. and we
towed our victim back and heaved it
out on the ice.
l saw at least twenty bullet holes in
it's once spotless hide. Eskimos are
not what white men call good sports
men. They never let one good shot
ma mage to kill They love shooting
anC stop only when their ammunition
is exhausted.
Reaction set in by this time. and I
discovered that / was tired. l walked
slowly back to the tent and rolled up
in a pile of skins.
/ slept a few hours and awoke re-
freshed. MY toilet consisted of getting
to my feet and shaking myself. Then
| made my way back to the edge OF
the ice My former ancient enemies,
who were now my best friends. ac-
cepted my tobacco and ate some OF
the food I had carried with me for
Jim.
BY the end Of the fourth day on the
ice my grub-boX was empty. i made
two meals from boiled whale skin. tea
and hardtack. MY circulation was get
IlnE SLOW ana lily ClOtIllk
damp l was loath to leave the camp.
however, because l hoped ardently for
the appearance OF another whale.
On the night between the fourth
and fifth there was not a breath of
air. The water was az calm as a mill
pond. Jim Informed me that | might
move around and make as much noise
as | wished, since no whale would
ever come up during that kind Of
weather. In fact. he thought the run
OF whales was over.
My opportunity to assist in the cap
ture Of a bOWhead seemed to be about
over. | made prepa rations for depar-
ture, listening carefully to everybody's
advice as to what to do in case OF
storm or any other untoWard event.
No trouble was expected. since the
weather continued cold and ! had nine
we'll fed dogs and an empty sled.
Nothing can check the first mad
squirt OF a frisky dog team. l lOosened
one hand and waved hazardous fare
wells as we caromed wildly around
the Jagged ice Fee i-yi- vi"
shouted kiasik.' Zee vi yi-yi-yi," l
echoed.
RY the time we reached the large
crack from which we had first
sighted the traders flag we had
calmed down considerably. We passed
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Her Interest in primitive human
beings and her zest for adventure
led Edna Claire Wallace into the
bleak and bitterly cold Polar re-
gion. For it was to study the Eski
mos that she first thought of GO
ing to the Arctic, not realizing
then that, if she wished to see
anything If the natives, she would
2sve to Winter in
TIE village where Miss Wallace
r1ade her headquarters and from
which she set forth on the peril
Gus journey described in this ar
ticle. is 19 degrees south of the
North Pole, and has a floating pop
ulation of about one hundred and
fifty. There she was cut off from
the outside world for several
months.
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~ JOHN W. THOMAsON, JR.
Captaln L. {. Marine Corps.
THE STORY so FAR.

This tale centers about the wartime ac-
tvltY Of the Ist Battalion of the 5th Ma
rlnes. but really stands as cross section Of
all the fshtiuC done ny Americana After
acqultiinE themselves mal velOusly at the
1918 the lst received rcplarcments To cover
horrible Losses. fought some more and then
were relieved. Respite behind the lines was
soon crushed by new orders to proceed far
to the north in the Soissuns sector whore the
Germans were beginning vast often
slvP. After an all-niEhts cruelling forced
march the battalion finally arrived at the
front.
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Il CROPPED AND STAGGERED
ALONG BEHIND GRADUALLY
WEAKENING DOGS"
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RY the time we reached the large
crack from which we had first
sighted the traders flag we had
calmed down considerably We passed
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GUS basket Of clothing ana toys for
the Riddles.
No. So. The mother Of q. little girl
10 is a waitress II a downtown cafe
terra, and the little girl would love to
have Christmas as she did before her
daddy died. Family Welfare Society
recommends a Christmas dinner and
gifts for the mother and child
No. "a. A tubercular father and
two small daughters are supported
by a mother, who does factory work.
The girls are and 8, and gifts for
them would be appreciated very
much. A basket of food with
delicacies to be enjoyed by the frail
father would be very acceptable.
No. 55. Six children deserted by
the father three years ago, are
looking forward to Christmas with
all confidence in the good Santa
Claus. The mother of these chill
dren, girls of IS, 8, 7. 8. and 3, and
boy Of 6. has been sick since last
summer and is unable to work. Toys
and serviceable gifts and big
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want their baby brother of to have
doll for Christmas. The child Of
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there he kept wishing Santa would
remember him even II he wasn't
able to write. because of his crippled
hand. The S-year and 6-year-old
boys are mechanically inclined and
have been wishing for toys that will
run over the floor. Father and
mother are hard workers, but con-
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kept them in debt and without any
extra money to spend on the little
fellows. The mother is patiently
waiting for visit from the stork
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Of Joy to your own Christmas, call
the Santa Claus Editor Of The Times,
Main $500, and the name and adj
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given you. You then become their
Santa Claus and their smiles and
blessings will fail upon you this
Christmas tide.
One of the early messages that
came to the desk of the Santa Claus
editor today was from the Calender
Club, whose president Is Mrs. Ethel
Fuller, 1908 L. Ohio St., and what
do you think This club will play
Santa Claus to not only one family,
but twol-and large families at that.
Exactly ten little children on Christ
mas morning will have a day they
will never forget because Of the gen.
crosby of this club Of the Second
Baptist Church.
Another club, made up Of five
girls, will take care OF family q,
in which there are two little girls
and a small boy. The club members
are the Misses Gladys Friddle, Mary
Ash, Louise Fletcher, Gladys and
Bernice Weirs. An old lady, sup
ported by a daughter who makes
only 81 a week, will be given a big
Christmas basket, filed with food
and articles of clothing. The donors
are Mrs. Frank Baldwin and Miss
Onda Given, 1424 w. Raymond st.
A family in which the father is
paralyzed and the young sons are
the support of the family will have
Christmas basket furnished by H.
p. Wolfe, a furniture dealer at 639
Massachusetts Ave. The basket, be-
sides seasonable dainties, will have
practical articles of clothing.
Mrs. L. o. Russell, 2244 Langley
Ave-, is going to be a good and prac-
teal Santa. She has family 40
an old couple-and Mrs. Langley,
besides Christmas dainties, is going
to see that the old folks have sugar,
coffee and staples that will last
them days after the Christmas sea
son has passed. other Indianapolis
folks who are going to generously
provide for needy families through
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DIR. and Mrs. +. c. Hoffman, 81 N.
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