A soldier of the Legion . M HCO lit O Pio 2 O OH H A SOLDIER OF THE LEGION the officers were silent. They were allon foot, marching like the rest of knew there would be no use forhorses to-morrow. To-morrow was the day fixed forthe grand attack. There was not a manin the ranks who did not know thatto-morrow, at , was the time man, I suppose, wonderedwhether he would do or whether hewould die. I wondered myself. I did not really think I should I had arranged my earthly can never tell, as the Frenchsoldier says with a shrug. I had writ-ten to my friends at
A soldier of the Legion . M HCO lit O Pio 2 O OH H A SOLDIER OF THE LEGION the officers were silent. They were allon foot, marching like the rest of knew there would be no use forhorses to-morrow. To-morrow was the day fixed forthe grand attack. There was not a manin the ranks who did not know thatto-morrow, at , was the time man, I suppose, wonderedwhether he would do or whether hewould die. I wondered myself. I did not really think I should I had arranged my earthly can never tell, as the Frenchsoldier says with a shrug. I had writ-ten to my friends at home. I hadnamed the men in my company towhom I wished to leave my personalbelongings. Sergeant Velte was tohave my Parabellum pistol; Casey myprismatics; Birchler my money-belt 19 A SOLDIER OF THE LEGION and its contents; while Sergeant Jovertwas booked for my watch and com-pass. Yet, in the back of my mind, Ismiled at my own forethought. I knewthat I should come out alive. I re-called to myself the numerous timesthat I
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