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the trees upon a gentle slope of wheat that mounted to a crest of orderly pine, black against the sky. A three-cornere- d coppice this side of the pines commanded the slope; now it biased with machine-gun- s and rifles; the air was populous with wicked keening noises. Most of the front wares went down; all hands, very sensibly, flung themselves prone. "Cant walk up to these babies" "Nowont be enough of us left to get on with the war " pa8g the word : crawl for-ward, keepln' touch with the man on your right I Fire where you can " Sweating, hot, and angry with bleak, cold anger, the marines worked forward. They were there, and the Germans were there. An offi-cer, risking his head shore the wheat, observed progress, and detached a corporal with his squad to get for-- - FIX BAYONETS! (Continued from page I) between Solssons and Rbelms, which wm. until May 2T. a quiet sector On that day forty-od- d divisions, a tidal wave of fighting Germans, with the greatest artillery concentration the Boche ever effected, were flung upon them, and they were swept way, as a levee goes before a flool They had fought; they had come back, fighting, thirty-fiv- e miles In three days; and the Boche, though lowed up, was still advancing. They were holding him along the Marne. and at Chateau-Thierr- y a machine-gu- n battalion of the American Third division was piling up his dead In heaps around the bridge-bead- s but to the northwest he was still coming. And to the northwest the Second Di-vision was gathering. During the second, third and fourth of June It grouped Itself, first the Fourth bri-gade of marines, with some guns, and then the regular Infantrymen of the Kinth and Twenty-thir- Already, around Hauteveanes, there bad been ward by the flank. "Get far enough I An Engineer of the Second. pest the flank gun, now, close as you can, and rush ltr-w- e'll keep It busy." . . . Nothing sounds as mad as rifle-fir- e, staccato, furious The corporal judged that he was far enough, and raised with a yell, his squad leaping with him. He was not past the flank ; two guns swung that way, and cut the squad down like a grass-hoo- k levels a clump of weeds. . '. . They lay there for days, eight marines In dozen yards, face down on their rifles. But they had done their Job. The men In the wheat were close enough to use the split-secon- d Inter-val In the firing. They got In, curs-ing and stabbing. a brusb with advancing Germans, and the Germans were given a new experience: rlfle-flr- e that begins to kill at 800 yards; they found It very Interesting. This was June 6; the bat-talion near Marigny, on the left of the Marine Brigade, had a feeling that they were going In tomorrow. . . . The men thought lazily on events, and lounged In the wheat, and watched that clump of trees and at last an agonized bellow came on the echo of a bursting shell "Well-s- he's stopped one I Thought she musta dug In "Le's go get It Presently there was lots of steak, and later a bitter lesson was repeated mustn't build cooking-Are- a with dltton to bandoleers and combat gear, came trotting from the right A sec-ond lieutenant, a reddish, rough-lookin- g youngster, slumped up and salut-ed. "You in charge heref he said to the marine officer. "I'm Lieuten-ant Wythe of the Second Engineers, with a detachment I'm to report to you for orders." "Well captain's right up yonder how many men you gotr "Twenty-tw-o, sir " "Fine I That makes thlrty-st- x of us, lndudln' me Just flop, right here, and we'll hold this line. Orders are to dig In here but that can wait see yon-der V Those engineers, their packs went one way and their tools another, and they cast themselves down happily. "What range, buddy! usln' any windage V A hairy non-co- got Into his sling and laid out a little pile of clips. . , . There was always good feeling between the marines of the Second division and the regular army units that formed It but the marines and the Second engineers "Say, If I ever got a drink, a Second engineer can have half of It I Boy, they dig trenches and mend roada all night and tbey fight all dayt An' when us guys get all killed off, they Just come up an' take over the war I Theyg no better folks anywhere than the en-gineers. . . Meanwhile, to the left a little group of men lay in the wheat under the very muzzle of a gun that clipped the stalks around their ears and rid-dled their combat packs firing high by a matter of Inches and the mercy of God. A man can stand Just so much of that life presently ceases to be desirable; the only desirable thing Is to kill that gunner, kill him with your hands! One of them, a corporal named Geer, said: "By God, let's get him!" And they got him. One fellow seized the spitting muz-zle and d It on the gunner ; he lost a hand In the matter. Bayonets flashed In, and rifle-bu- tt rose and fell The battle tore through the cop-pice. The machine-gunner- s were brare men, and many of the Prussian infantry were brare men, and they green wood, where the Boche can see the smoke. But everybody lay down on full bellies. Before dark the last French were falling back. Some time during the night Brigade sent battle orders to the First battalion 'of the Fifth marines, and at dawn they were In a wood near Champillon. Nearly every man bad steaks In his mess-pan- , and there was hope for cooking them for breakfast Instead. . . . The platoons came out of the woods ss dawn was getting gray. The light was strong when they advanced Into the open wheat now all starred with dewy popples, red as blood. To the east the sun appeared, Immensely red and round, a bandbreadth above the horizon; a German shell burst black across the face of It Just to the left of the line. Men turned their heads to see, ana many there looked no more upon the sun forever. "Boys, It's a fine, clear mornln'l Guess we can chow' after we get done molestln' these here Helnies, heyf One old non-co- was It Jerry Flnnegan of the Forty-ninth-? bad out a can of salmon, hoarded somehow against hard times. He haggled It open with his bayonet, and went forward So, eating chunks of goldfish from Off that wicked knife. Two hours later Sergeant Jerry Flnnegan lay dead across a Maxim gun with his bayonet In the body of the gunner. ... died. A few streamed back through the brush, and hunters and . hunted burst In a frantic medley on the open at the crest of the hllL Impartial mach-ine- guns, down the hill to the left, took toll of both. Presently the rem-nants of the assault companies were panting In the trees on the edge of the bill. It was the 'objective of the attack, but distance had ceased to have any meaning, tune was not, and the country was full of square patches of woods. In the valley below were more Germans, and on the next hill. Most of the officers were down, and all hands went on. They went down" the brushy"sIope, across a little run, across a road where two heavy Maxima were caught sitting, and mopped up and up the next long, smooth slope. Some marines branched off down that road and went Into the town of Torcy. There was fighting In Torcy, and a French avion reported Ameri-cans In It, but they never came out again ... a handful of Impudent fellows against a battalion of Sturm-truppe- . . . Then the men who mounted the slope found themselves In a cleared area, full oil orderly French wood plies, and apparently there was a machine-gu- n In ever It was a beautiful deployment, lines all dressed and guiding true. Such matters were of deep concern to this outfit The day was without a cloud, promising heat later, but now It was pleasant In the wheat, and the woods around looked blue and cool Across this wheatfleld there "were more woods, and in the edge of these woods the old Boche, lots of him, In-fantry and machine-gun- s. Surely he had seen the platoons forming a few hundred yards away it is possible that he did not believe his eyes. He let them come close before he opened fire. The American fighting man has his fallings. He Is prone to many re-grettable errors. But the saeadous woodpile; Jerry Flnnegan died here, sprawled across one of them. Lieutenant Soraers died here. One lieutenant found himself behind a woodpile, with a big Just across from them, very near, a machine-gu- n behind another wood-pile was searching for them. The lieutenant, all his world narrowed to that little place, peered vainly for a loophole; the sticks were pumping and shaking as the Maxim flailed them; bullets rang under his helmet "Here, Morgan," he said, "111 poke my tin hat around this side, and you watch and see If yon can get the chaut-cha- on them " He stuck the helmet on his bayonet, and thrust It out. Something struck It violently from the point, and the rifle made bis fingers tingle. The chaut-chau- t went off, once. In the same breath there was an odd noise above him. . . the machine-gu- n ... be looked up. Mor-gan's body was slumping down to Its knees; It leaned forward against the wood, the chaut-chau-t, still grasped In a clenched hand, coming to the ground butt first The man's head was gone from the eyes up; his hel-met slid stickily back over bis com-bat pack and lay on the ground. . , . "My mother," reflected the lieutenant "will never find my grave In this place!" He picked up the chaut-chau- t, and examined It professionally, noting a spatter of little red drops on the breech and the fact that the clip showed one round expended. The charging handle was back. He got to his feet with deliberation, laid the gun across the woodpile, and sighted . . . three Boche wttb very red faces; their eyes looked pale under their deep helmets. ... He gave them the enemy will never let him get close enough to see whom he Is attacking. When he has seen the enemy, the American regular will come on In. To stop him you must kill him. And when be is properly trained and has somebody to say "Come onl" to htm, he will stand aa much killing as any-body on earth. The platoons, assailed now by a fury of small-arm- s fire, narrowed their eyes and Inclined their bodies forward, like men In heavy rain, and went on. Second waves reinforced the first fourth waves the third, as prescribed. Officers yelled "Battle-sigh- t I fire at will" and the leaders, making out green-gra- clumsy uni-forms and round In the gloom of the woods, took It up with Sprtngfields, aimed shots. Automatic riflemen brought their chaut-chaut- a Into action from the hip a chaut-cha- ut is as accurate from the hip as It ever Is and wrangled furiously with their ammunition-carrier- s "Come on, kid bag o' clips 1 " "Aw I lent it to Ed to carry, last night didn't think" "Teh, and Ed lent It to a fence-po- st when he got tired get me some off a casualty, before I A very respectable volume of fire came from the advancing pla-toons. There was yelling and swear-ing In the wheat, and the lines, much thinned, got Into the woods. Some grenades went off; there was scream-ing and a tumult and the of the Maxim guns died down. "Hit Sergeant I hold onl Major said he wanted some priso-ners" "Well, sir, they looked like they was gonna start omethtn' "All right I All right t but you catch some alive the next place, you whole clip, and they appeared to wilt Then he came away from there. Later be was In the little run at the foot of the hill with three men, all wound-ed. He never knew how he got there. It Just happened. Later In the day the lieutenant was back on the pine-crest- hill, now Identified as Hill 142. Captain Hamilton was there, one or two other officers, and a handful of the Forty-nint- h and Sixty-sevent- h companies; a semblance of a line was organized. From the direction of Torcy a counter-at-tack developed; the Boche was filtering cleverly and forming some-where on the Torcy road, In cover. The marines were prone, slings killing him. "It's a quarter-poi- nt right windage " "New! not a breath of air 1 Vne sero " A file of sweating soldiers, bur-dened with picks and shovels In ad- - f heart "Quickly, now get some kind of a line" "Cant make four waves" "Well, make two an' put the chaut-chau- ta In the second no use gettln' 'em bumped oft before we can use 'em " The attack went on, platoons much smaller, sergeants and cerporals commanding many of them. A spray of fugitive Boche went be-fore the attack, holding where the ground offered cover, working his light machine-gun- s with devilish sUlL retiring, on the whole, coramendnbly. He had not expected to fight a defen-sive battle here, and waa not heavily Intrenched, but the place was stiff with his troops, and be was in good quality, as marine casualty lists were presently to show. There waa more wheat, and more woods, and obscure savage fighting among individuals In the brushy ra-vine. 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