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The Khaki Boys Fighting to Win; or, Smashing the German Lines

Chapter 8 THE OLD MILL

Word Count: 1923    |    Released on: 04/12/2017

ot talk with their gas masks on, and the warning given by the lieutenant-the warning and the admonition to stand fast-had been the last words he uttered before he, too, donned the protecting de

very ground shook and trembled with the intensity of the gun-f

somewhat by the trench, in which they were, nevertheless the members of

ns of earth and stone the unfortunate Sammies stationed there. And the worst of it was that no adequate revenge

Later the counter-attack on the part of the Americans would take place, and

delayed, for what, doubtless, were good military reasons. There was little that could be accomplished in firing one's rifle over the top of the trench. This was all right in the case of sniping, but for a general

le," and stay there while, over one's head, shrilled and screamed the

f their fire on unoccupied ground in the immediate rear of the American position, and it was only an occasion

as Jimmy, Bob and the others did not know that the Boches did not have them under accurat

d sweep away any opposing forces so that the ground wrested away might be gained back. And during this time the forces of the defen

rms suffered-physically and mentally. For a gas mask is both physical and mental torture. It is safe, and that is about the best that

once Roger, Franz or Iggy would look around as though for a sight of so

s of it they had brought up to the front lines. And the wind was in their favor, blowing str

eir shells were having an effect on the Hun artillery. Piece after piece of the Boche batter

ons, for gas masks must be worn. And to leap from the trench, and stumble over No Man's Land, under heavy fire, and discharge one's

t over the top again-over the top of the trenches that had either been dug when the new position

the top. One can not shout in a gas mask. But there was shouting in the hearts of the

her of longer distance than that. Hand-to-hand fighting had not yet occurred. But they advanced, firing as they rushed on, not in close format

t the deadly chlorine gas rose straight up instead of being blown over the American lines. And then, wit

masks ready. There were times, in the early stages of the gas war, when often whole companies of Germans would b

ans it did one good thing; it enabled Jimmy and his chums, as well as their comrade

the chlorine-a gas which seems to dissolve the lung tissues-the air was sweet and pure-that is, comp

lungs naturally, for though there is everything to be said in favor of

say so!" a

we go from here?

a grain field. All about them, that is up and down suc

e ranks of the comrades of the five Brothers there were bloody gaps. They had won their way thus far at no small sa

the pleasantness, but nothing could stop the sunshine. To the great orb that had seen the earth formed, th

?" ventured Franz. "I haven't h

ecovered all his spunk and spirit. "It is of a betterness

nt on, as he saw the major of the battalion app

went forward with yells, for it was said that the gas

There are the H

the smoke, a gray line, like some grea

on! Eat 'em up!

ng. At the Huns they went

d temporarily. On rushed the Sammies, in their own peculiar but comparatively safe, open format

denced by the gaps torn in the gray ranks. Then they would

to explosions of a machine-gun. It opened on the left of the position taken

an!" shouted a lieuten

"Over in that red mil

that this was Franz, wh

in jud

was a French one, of picturesque construction. And as Jimmy and his chums looked they saw a little wisp of sm

e lieutenant. "Volunteers wanted to r

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