Show TOO MUCH FOR HERO faces hun rain of steel without flinching but finds task of writing letters of lieutenants death imps elble paris he wore a rough doughboys dough boys uniform fuzzy and vr skied but there ft ere captains bars upon his nery passing the table at which he sat upon the aarli terrace glanced at the bars then at the form and though not required to do BO saluted respectfully they knew at n glance he was n captain of infantry proudest of titles we biad gone ahead ten kolome terp he remarked to a companion when we stumped for n moment to consult our maps I 1 had n few er deanta a couple of lieutenants and boune K with a few i la of his men mho bad come through all right signal corps men were stringing wire on n small budding facing the little court ethere we vere talking we were stog tired young K bent over my shoulder to look at my map A shell burst beside us fifteen of our men were killed outright many were wounded I 1 was knocked flat loung K was going fast he knew it I 1 biad been a father to the lad knew his family well he looked down at his wounds and then finding me beside him my face and spattered with his blood but unhurt he smiled feebly im all in he said then he put his hand to his back and rolled ocr I 1 turned my face away from the sight good by jack ho said 1 I squeezed his hand he was such h bravo kid and he smiled as he died tint night sergeant casey opened toy door of sacking with my head in my hands I 1 sobbing a kid I 1 had tried to write a letter to his folks and sarge was diee for he coughed and went away |