Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1936-05-09

said, 'T thought you might have or
ders."
well" said Rathbone, maybe
have. What's that to your"
I began to see, suddenly, why the!
disliked him.
II figured 1t was my turn"
He turned away from me and icokeC
at Winnie beside him.
'sHow's it going, KIDD"
"Um," said Winnie, not looking up
Getting tired Of sitting on your tai
in nice soft billet, huh?"
saw that Sheehan and Casey were
having he'll of a time inside them
selves with characterization, but Winnie
Just said.
'eYup, George, I guess you know It.
"An right" said Rathbone. II got
two sets Of orders here. Ones for me
Less than q week from now. I'll be
saying goodbye to you"
~states9" said Casey with his lips
States" said Rathbone. Instruct
I'm be God" began sheehan.
who had drunk a lot Of cognac. put
my hand on his knee and stopped
him.
whats the other ordersP" I said.
Not interested in that, huh? Well,
the other is for Lieut. winthrop. He'll
take the company up tonight and set
his guns for counter attack"
Good God, Georgel" said Casey.
Winnie doesn't know a machine gun
from mess kit"
Doesn't hep" said the captain.
well, for that matter, we don't any
Of us know much. He's fresh, the rest
Of you are all tired out"
jumped up at that and said:
crazy?"
mot too crazy, Mr.. Banks, to know
what characterization means"
But by this time Winnie had got on
his equipment and was out the door.
heard him yelling orders and started
after him.
stay here, MIR. Banksl Sit down
and so on with your game. Cut, you
fellers, I'll sit In with you. got to go
back TO brigade In an hour or So"
How we did it, don't know now
But In a war you take lot Of things
and sometimes I think bullets and gas
and splinters are not the worst Of it. |
We heard the limbers rafting outside |
md then the command to march.
It seems TO me we played for hours. !
We got concentrated trying to shut 1
tut our other thoughts and after a
While the smoke and the heat and the
,ognac put curtain between US and
he rest Of the world. And then I real
zed what a silence there had been, for
the cooks began to talk.
The sound startled me, which was
was so used to it-but It
tartled the captain more and socn he
egan TO get jumpy.
Cant you shut them up, Banks?"
le said.
I finished the hand without answer
ng. and on the next became dummy
nd went out.
The relief Of the clean air was ire
lendous. did not speak to the cooks.
listened to them q moment and sud
emily felt a wicked delight that they .
ere getting under Rathbone's skin.
hey were under mine, too. It was no
me, thought, for sonoFous reading !
the Bible. So I walked away to
here I could not hear them. heard I
lstead the low thunder OF the guns. !
was our own artillery. Whatever the
Germans were doing, we we're giving (
lem hell.
Then, suddenly, from our shack there
as a flash of light, someone came
1t and heard the captain yelling in
queer falsetto:
Patterson Sergeant Pattersongl
here the hell Is Sergeant Patterson2"
It seemed TO me that the Germans
n miles away, must hear that voice.
be high, mad ring OF Il was so alarm
G that ran without thought toward
athbone. When got there corporal
~ standing before him.
Sergeant Patterson Is with IAeuten-
e winthrop. sir."