Over There with the Canadians at Vimy Ridge

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a resonant tone in addressing his companion. Both were in khaki uniform, and had helmets on their heads. They had bee

secret movements as the darkness under a clear sky. One could not

istic of the trenches was mud. "Second Looie" George Tourtelle and Private Irving Ellis had been sent out through the commun

call for the punishment that the second lieutenant administered. The shell passed harmlessly over their heads and exploded behind the front line trenches of the Canadian company,

e in accord with the strict precautionary rules of such positions. "See that you kee

y to hear fifty, or possibly a hundred, yards away. In fact, he was sure that if the "second looie" had any reflection in him at all, he must have experienced a thrill of apprehension

military sense to show his resentment by look or act. Instead, he decided to take his punishment and the accompanying rebu

know him to be the very sort I thought he was. Nobody but a coward would do what he did. He knows he'd never dare to meet me on even terms. I'd clean him up so

the private were stationed. The explosion threw up a mass of earth, several bucketfuls of which came down into the pit as if from a giant pepper-box. One ston

siderable pain. In the excitement that followed almost immediately after the explosion of this shell, he forgot the

d an equally unmilitary reprimand from the second lieutenant. But it was much more mighty in force and sound. It tore up the ground almost, it seemed, to the very edge of the pit in which the outpo

ou know when they're coming and maybe can dodge 'em. But a minnie never gives any warning. They'

ind of Lieut. Tourtelle, for suddenly he darted back t

l I do--stick? I feel like sticking just to show him that I'm made of different stuff. But no, I gues