The literary digest . to the right. It Avas when Caseywas shoved backAvard by a determinedthrust of the Germans that he stumbledacross the gun, Avhich Avas coA-ered oAerwith a piece of sacking. Casey fell onthis, and in his efforts to regain his feet hepulled the sacking away and discoA-eredthe gun which it hid. Come, boys! he yelled. Out withthem now; it will be the last time. He led the attack, exhorting the soldiersto foUoAv him, and they followed him,chasing the Germans clean out into theopen. Then the gun was taken in fromits emplacement, an ammunition belt A\asrooted out from some corner
The literary digest . to the right. It Avas when Caseywas shoved backAvard by a determinedthrust of the Germans that he stumbledacross the gun, Avhich Avas coA-ered oAerwith a piece of sacking. Casey fell onthis, and in his efforts to regain his feet hepulled the sacking away and discoA-eredthe gun which it hid. Come, boys! he yelled. Out withthem now; it will be the last time. He led the attack, exhorting the soldiersto foUoAv him, and they followed him,chasing the Germans clean out into theopen. Then the gun was taken in fromits emplacement, an ammunition belt A\asrooted out from some corner, and with theMaxim in the doorAvay the Germansdid not dare to attack again. In the eAening when darkness had fallenthe Americans withdrew, taking theirwounded away with them. They reachedtheir OAvn trench, and SulliAau, Burke, andStiffy made for theu- own dugout. Theyoungsters, dead beat, sat down on thefloor and sighed deeply. It was a streak of pure hell, said Burke. The Literary Digest for March 8, 1919 97. .Li
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