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“Over the Top”
By An American Soldier
Who Went
ARTHUR GUY EMPEY
Machine Gunner Serving In France
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(Cop/rlgM. im.br Arthur any Bmper)
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—Fired by the news of the
■Inking of the Lusitania by a German j
submarine, Arthur Guy Empey, an Ameri
can, leaves hts office In Jersey City and |
goes to Fkrgland where he enlists In the
British army.
CHAPTER TI—After a period of train
ing. Empey volunteers for Immediate serv
ice and soon finds himself In rest billets
''somewhere In France,” where he first
makes the acquaintance of the ever-pres- I
ent "'cooties.”
CHAPTER III—Empey attends his first j
church services at the front while a Ger- j
man Fokker circles over the congregation.
CHAPTER IV—Empey's command goes
tnlo the front-line trenches and Is under
fire for the first time.
'CHAPTER V—Empey learns to adopt
the motto of the Brtish Tommy, "If you
are going to get It, you’ll get It, so never
worry.”
CHAPTER VI-1-Back In rest billets, Em
pey gets his first experience as a mess
orderly.
OH A' PT ER VII—Empey learns how the
British soldiers are fed.
CHAPTER VIII—Back In the front-line
trench. Empey sees his first friend of the
trenches “go West.”
CHAPTER IX—Empey makes his first
visit to a dugout In "Suicide Ditch.”
CHAPTER X-Empey learns what con
stitutes a "day’s work” In the front-line
trench.
CHAPTER XI—Empey goes "over the
top” for the first time In a charge on the
German trenches and is wounded by a
bayonet thrust. ,
CHAPTER XIII—Each Tommy gets
an official bath.
CHAPTER XIV—Empey helps dig
an advanced trench under German
fire.
CHAPTER XV—Ox “listeaing post"
in No Man’s Land.
CHAPTER XVI—Two artUlertTnen
“put one over” on 06d Peeper, their
regimental coiR-mandjer.
CHAPTER XVII—Empey has nar
row escape while on patrol duty in No
Man’s Land.
CHAPTER XVTEI—Back in rest toil-:
lets Empey writes and stages a taroe
comedy.
CHAPTER XIX—SoMiers have
many way* ;to amuse themselves
while “on their own.”
CHAPTER XX—'Empty volunteers
for machine gun He mure and goes
back into the front-line ;trenches..
CAPTER XXI—Bmpoi again goes
“over the top"' in b charge whidh cost ’
his ■coinpa’Hf seventeen killed ani3
thirty-one wounded.
CHAPTER XXDT—Trick with a ma-j
chine gun salenoen one bothnarKome ]
Ftitx
CHAPTER XXm Gorman Attack,
preceded try gas wave, iis repiitaefl. j
CHAPTER XXJV—Erncpey i« forced
to take part In an execution as a mem- j
her of the firing squad
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"XStes a fl*s'h lift .came to iLhoyd that he
was free. Free to go ‘‘over the -top”
with Ms company. .Free t» die IB:e a
true Briton figltting lor his king and
country. A great gladness and warmth
eaiae over (aim. Carefully stepping
over tfae body of idUe -sentry, be ,stunted
on a tern! race down the ruined street
of tho Tillage, amid the bursting shells,
minding them mot. dodging through «or
around tarrying platoons on their way
to also go “over t:lw top.” Coming to
a communication tosnch he could n*8
get through. It was Mocked with langb
ing. cheering and eurwitig soldiers.
Climbing «nt of like trench, he ran
wildly along the top., never heeding the ■
rain of maefcine-gun itoilets and sbeils.
not .even hearing the shouts of the of
ficer*. telling him to get hack into the !
trendli. He-was going to join Ms own
pa ny who wete in the front line. He
was going to:ft?ht with them. He, the
despised cowaad, had eotae into Ms
own.
While be was .racing along, jumping
«c.-er trenches crowded with soldiers, a
dinging cheer brake out ail along the
fount Hne and bis heart sank. He
knew he was too Jate. His company
had gone over. But still he ran madly.
He would .eatoh them. He would die
with them.
M«-rtiwhile his company had gone
“over."” They. with the other com
panies bad taken the first and second
German trenches, and had pushed
steadily on to Che third line. D com
pany, led by their captain, the one who
had sent Lloyd to division headquar
ters for trial, charged wiik desertion,
had pushed steadily forward until they
found themselves far in advance of
the rest of the attacking force. “Bomb
ing out" trench after trench, and using
their bayonets, they came to a German
communication trench, which ended In
a bliudsnp, and then the captain, and
what was left of his men, knew they
were in a trap. They would not re
tire. I> company never retired, and
they were D company. Right in front
of them they could see hundreds of
Germans preparing to rush them with
bomb and bayonet. They would have
some chance if ammunition and bombs
could reach them from Ihe rear. Their
supply was exhausted, and the men
realized It would he a case of dying
as bravely as possible, or making a run
for it. But I) company would not
run. It was against their traditions
and principles.
The Germans would have to advance
across an open space of three to four
hund.-ed yards before they could get
within bombing distance of the trench,
and then it wsuld he nil their own wav
ranilng to his company, the captain *
said: t
•'Men, lt*s a ease of going West for
ns. We are out of ammunition and <
bombs, and the Boehes have us in a (
trap. They will bomb us out. Our
bayonets are useless here. We will 1
have to go over and meet them, and *
It’s a ease of thirty to one, so send «
every thrust home, and die like the 1
men of D company should. When I <
give the word, follow me, and up and
Et them. Give them h-! Lord, If
we only had a machine gun, we could 1
wipe them out! Here they come, get |
ready, men.” | i
Just as he finished speaking, the wel
come “pup-pup” of a machine gun in |
their rear rang out, and the front line I
of the onrushing Germans seemed to [
melt away. They wavered, but once j
again come rushing onward. Down i '
went their second line. The machine |
gun was taking an awful toll of lives, j
Then again they tried to advance, but
the machine gun mowed them down. !
Dropping their rifles and bombs, they '
broke and fled In a wild rush back to j
their trench, amid the cheers of "D”
company. They were forming again
for another attempt, when in the rear I
of D company came a mighty cheer, j
The ammunition hnd arrived and with '
It a battalion of Scotch to re-enforce !
them. They were saved. The unknown \
machine gunner hnd come to the rescue
in the nick of time.
With the re-enforcements tt was an
easy task to take the third German
line.
After the attack was over, the •cap
tain and three of his noncommissioned
officers, wended their way back to the
position where the machine gon bad
done its deadly work. He wanted to
thank the gunner in the name of D
company far his magnificent deed.
They arrived at the gun, and an awful
sight met their eyes.
Lloyd had reached the front line
trench, after his company had left it. A
strange company was nimbly crawling
■op the trench ladders. They were re
•enfcrcements going over. They were
Bcotttes, and they mode a magnificent
sight in their brightly colored kilts and
bare knees.
Jumping over the trench, Lloyd raced
atyoss “No Mast’s Land,” unheeding the
rain of 'ballets, leaping over dark forms
on the ground, some of which lay still,
While others called out to ;hlm as he
speeded past.
He -came to the German front line,
•hut It was deserted, except for heaps
«of dead and wounded—-a grim tribute
to the work of his company, good old
D company. Leaping trenches, and
gasping for breath, Lloyd could see
right abeafi of him his company In a
dead-ended sap «f a communication
trench, and across the open, away in
front of them, a mass df Germans pre
paring Jot a charge. Whv didn’t D 1
company fire on (hem? Why were they
so strangely silent? Wfeat were they |
waiting for? Then he knew—their am- j
munition was exhausted.
But whuff was that on his right? A
mnchfne ;gun. W,hv didn°t It open fire
and save them? He would make that
: gun's crew do ifiheir duty. Hushing !
over to the gun he saw why it had not
opened 'fire. Scattered around Us base
day six still forms. They had. brought
xtheir gun to consolidate the captured
{position, but a German machine gun
find dweed th<sy would never fire
•again.
Lloyd unshed to the gun and, grasp
dug the traversing handles, trained it
os the Germans. Bfe pressed the thumb
■piece, hut only a sharp clkrk was the :
:re*iult. The gun .vw»s unloaded. Then
he realised his helplessness. He did
not know bow to load the gun. Oh,
\\dgr hadn’t he attended the machine
gun .course in England? He’d been
■offered the .chance, but with a blush of
shame he remembered that he bad been
afraid. The nickname- of the machine
gunners had frightened him. They
■were called :0he “Suicide club." Now,
because of this fear, dlls company
■would he destroyed, theanen of B com- !
puny would have to die, because he,
Albert Lloyd, bad been afraid of a
iBsame. In his chafhe he cried like n
ib*iby. Anyway be could die with them
rand, rising to has feet, he stumbled
over the body of one of the gunners,
who .emitted a faint moan. A gleam
of hope flashed through him. Perhaps
tine tuan could tell him how to load
the gun. Stooping over the body he
gently shook it and the soldier opened
his eyes. Seeing Lloyd, he closed
them again and, in a faint voice, said:
“Get away, you blighter, leave me
alone. 1 don’t want any coward around
me.”
The words cut Lloyd like a knife,
but he was desperate. Taking the re
volver out of the holster of the dying
man he pressed the cold muzzle to the
soldier's head and replied:
“Yes, It is Lloyd, the coward of
Company D, but so help me God, If
you don't tell me how to load that gun
HI put a bullet through your brain !"
A sunny smile came over the coun
tenance of the dying mun and he said
in a faint whisper:
“Good old boy ! I knew you wouldn’t 1
disgrace our company-”
Lloyd Interposed: “For God's sake,
if you want to save that company you
are so proud of, tell me how to load
that d—-d gun !”
As If reciting a lesson in school, the <
soldier replied In a weak, singsong 1
voice: ’’insert tag end of belt in feed
block, with left hand pull belt left 1
front. Pull crank handle hack on roll- 1
er, let go, and repeat motion. Gun is 1
now loaded. To fire, raise automatic 1
safety latch, and press thumbplece. j
Gun is now firing. If gun stops, ascer- j
tain position of crank handle—"
But Lloyd waited for no more. With .
wild Joy at his heart, he took a belt |
from one of the ammunition boxes ly- j t
ing beside the gun, and followed the |
dying man’s Instructions. Then he
pressed,'.he thumbs s i.>f
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re * e\Tu *.cd“».*s e'o’rt*. * lue'gun j
,’ns working. %
Training It on the Germans he shout- I
d for joy ns their front rank went £
lown.
Traversing the gun back and forth ]
long the mass of Germans, he saw
hem break and run back to the cover
f their trench, leaving their dead and
rounded behind. He had saved his
ompany, he, Lloyd, the coward, had
'done his bit.” Releasing the thumb
deee. he looked at the wntch on his
vrist. He was still alive at “3:38."
“Ring!"—n bullet sang through the
lir, and Lloyd fell forward across the
tun. A thin trickle of blood rnn down
lis face from a little, black round hole
n his forehead.
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“The sentence of the court had been
'duly carried out.”
The captain slowly raised the limp
'orm drooping over the gun and, wip
ng the blood from the white face, rec
ognized it as Lloyd, the coward of D
■ompany. Reverently covering the face
with his handkerchief he turned to hl3
"noncoms" and, in a voice husky with |
■motions, addressed them:
“Boys, it’s Lloyd, the deserter. He
has redeemed himself, died the death "
>f a hero—died that his mates might
live.”
That afternoon a solemn procession
wended its way toward the cemetery.
In the front a stretcher was carried by
two sergeants. Across the stretcher
the Union Jack was carefully spread.
Behind the stretcher came a captain
and forty-three men, all that were left
of D company.
Arriving at the cemetery, they halt- ,
ed in front of an open grave. All about
them wooden crosses were broken and
trampled into the ground.
A grizzled old sergeant, noting this
destruction, muttered under his
breath: “Curse the cowardly blighter
who wrecked those crosses! If I could
only get these two hands around his
neck his trip West would be short.”
The corpse on the stretcher seemed
to move, or it might have been the
wind blowing the folds of the Union
Jack.
CHAPTER XXV.
Preparing for the Big Push.
Rejoining Atwell after the execution
I hud a hard time trying to keep my
secret from him. I think I must have
lost at least ten pounds worrying over
the affuir.
Beginning at seven in the evening it
was our duty to patrol all communica
tion and front-line trenches, making
dote of unusual occurrences, and ar
resting anyone who should, to us, ap
pear to be acting in a suspicious man
ner. We slept during the day.
Behind the lines there was great ac
tivity, supplies and ammunition pour
ing in, and long columns of troops con
stantly passing. We were preparing !
for the big offensive, the forerunner
of the battle of the Somme or “Big
Push.”
The never-ending stream of men,
supplies, ammunition and guns pour
ing into the front lines made a mighty
spectacle, one that cannot be de
scribed. It has to be witnessed with
your own eyes to appreciate its vast
ness.
At our part of the line the influx of
supplies never ended. It looked like
a huge snake slowly crawling forward, j
never a hitch or break, a wonderful
tribute to the system and efficiency of
Great Britain’s “contemptible little
army” of five millions of men.
Huge fifteen-inch guns snaked along, .
foot by foot, by powerful steam tract
tors. Then a long line of “four point
five" batteries, each gun drawn by six
horses, then a couple of “nine point
two” howitzers pulled by immense
caterpillar engines.
When one of these caterpillars would
pass me with its mighty monster In ■
tow, a flush of pride would mount to
my face, because I could plainly read
on the name plate, “Made in U. S. A.,”
and I would remember that if I wore a
name plate it would ulso read, "From
the U. S. A.” Then I would stop to
think how thin and straggly that
mighty stream would be if all the
“Made in U. S. A.” parts of it were
withdrawn.
Then would come hundreds of lim
bers and "G. S.” wagons drawn by j
sleek, well-fed mules, ridden by sleek,
well-fed men, ever smiling, although
grimy with sweat and covered with the
line, white dust of the marvelously
well-made French roads.
What a discouraging report the Ger
man airmen must have taken back to
their division commanders, and this
stream is slowly but surely getting big
ger and bigger every day, uml the pace
is always the same. No slower, no i
faster, hut ever onward, ever forward.
Three weeks before the big push of
luly 1—as the battle of the Somme has
:>een called—started, exact duplicates j
of the German trenches were dug j
about thirty kilos behind our lines. !
I'lie layout of the trenches was taken j
Tom airplane photographs submitted j
>y the Royal flying corps. The trench
es were correct to the foot; they ’
showed dugouts, saps, barbed wire de- <
tenses and danger spots. 4
Battalions that were to go over in * 4
he first waves were sent back for 14
hree days to study these trenches, en- 4
rage in practice attacks and have night 4
naneuvers. Each mail was required to 4
nuke a map of the trenches and fa- 4
tiDiarize himself with the names and 4
ocatlon of the parts his battalion was 4
o attack 4
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