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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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lCopyright. 1917. hr Arthor 0*7 »mpey)
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER I—Fired by the -news of the
sinking of the Lusitania by a German
submarine, Arthur Guy Empey, an Ameri
can, leaves hts offli-e In Jersey City and
goes to England where he enlists In the
British army.
CHAPTER It—After a period of train
ing, Empey volunteers for Immediate serv
ice and soon finds hlmsdW In rest billets
"somewhere In France,” where he first
makes the acquaintance dt the ever-pres
ent “cooties."
CHAPTER HI—Empey attends his first
church services at the front while a Ger
man Fokker circles over the congregation.
CHAPTER IV—Empeys command goes
Into the front-line trenches and is under
fire for the first ttme.
CHAPTER V—Empey learns to adopt
the motto of the Brtlsh Tommy, "If you
are going to get It, y mill get It, so never
worry.”
CHAPTER VT-Back In rest billets, Em
pey gets his first experience as a mess
orderly.
CHAPTER VII—Empey learns how the
British soldiers are fed.
CHAPTER VIII—-Back in the front-line
trench. Empey sees his first friend at the
trenches "go West.”
CHAPTER IX—‘Empey makes his first
vlatt to a dirgout In “fiulclde Ditch.”
CHAPTER X—‘Empey learns what'Con
stitutes a "day’s work” In the front-llns
trench.
CHAPTER XI—Empey goes "over the
tap" for the first time.In a charge on the
German trenches and fs wounded 'by a
bayonet thrust. ,
CHAPTER XIII—Each Tommy gets
an official bath.
CHAPTER XIV—Empey helps dig
an advanoed trendb under German
fibre.
CHAPTER XV—On "listening post”
ic No Manie Land.
(CHAPTER XVI—TTwo artillerymen
“,put one over” on Old Pepper, their
regimental -commander.
'CHAPTER XVII—.Empey has ‘nar
row escape while on patrol duty ic No
Man's Land.
CHAPTER XVIII—iBack In rest bil
'lete Empey •writes anti stages a fierce
comedy.
CHAPTER XIX-—Soldiers have
many ways to aninse themselves
w hile “on their own.”
CHAPTER XX—Btnpey volunteers
tor machine gun service and goes
back iinto the front-line trenches.
CARTER XXI—En)p*-y again goes
“over the top” in a charge which cost
his -company seventeen killed anal
thirty-one wounded.
CHAPTER XXII—Trick with a ma
chine 'gun Silences oae bothersome
Fritz.
CHAPTER XTXIII—German attack,
preceded by gas wave, is repulsed.
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Before leaving for this . assignment
I vwent along the front-line'trench say
ing good-ljy to my mates ait*! lording it
over them, telling them float I had
I
A Gas Helmet.
clicked a cushy Job behind the lines,'
and how sorry I felt that they had to
stay In the front Hne and argue out the
war with Fritz. They were envious
but still good-natured, and as I left the
trench to go to the rear they shewed
after me:
“Good luck, Yank, old boy; don't
forget to send up a few fags to your
old mates.”
I promised to do this and left.
I reported at headquarters with six- i
teeu others and passed the required ex- I
amlnation. Out of the sixteen appli
cants four were selected.
I was highly elated because I was, I
thought, in for a cushy Job back at the
base.
The next morning the four reported
to division headquarters for Instruc
tions. Two of the-inen were sent to
large towns in the rear of the lines
with an easy Job. When It came our
turn the officer told us we were good
men and had passed a very creditable
examination.
My tin hut began to get too small
for me, and I noted that the other man,
Atwell by name, was sticking his chest
out more than usual.
The officer continued: “I think I can
use you two men to great advantage
in the front line. Here are your orders
and Instructions, ulso the pass which
gives you full authority us special M.
P. detailed on intelligence work. Re
port at the front line according to yojir
Instructions. It is risky work and I
wish you both the best of luck.”
My heart dropped to zero and At
well’s face was a study. We saluted
and
That wishing us (he "best of luck”
sounded very ominous in our ears; Jf
he had said "I wish you both a swift
and painless death" It would have been
more to the point.
When we had read our instructions
we knew we were in for it good and
plenty.
What Atwell said is not fit for pub
lication, but I strongly seconded his
opinion of the war, army and divisional
headquarters in general.
After a bit our spirits rose. We were
full-fledged spy-catchers, because our
instructions and orders, said so.
"We immediately reported to the
nearest French ostaminet and had sev
eral glasses of muddy water, which
they called beer. After drinking our
beer we left th? estaminet and hailed
an empty ambulance.
After showing the driver our passes
we got in. The driver wns going to the
pnrt of the line where we had to re
port.
How the wounded ever survived a
ride to that nmbulance wns inexplica
ble to me. It was worse than riding on
u gun carriage over a rock road.
The driver of the ambulance was a
corporal of the R. A. M. C., and he
had the ‘‘wind up." that is, be had an
aversion to being under fire.
I was riding on the spat with him
while Atwell was sitting in fthe ambu
lance, with his legs hanging out of the
back.
As we passed through a shell-de
stroyed village a mounted military po
liceman stopped us and informed the
driver to be very careful when we got
out on the open road, as 'it was very
dangerous, because the Germans lately
had acquired the habit Of shelling it.
The corporaPasked the trooper if there
was any other way around, and was
Informed that there was not. Upon
this he got very nervous and wanted to
turn back, but we insisted that he pro
ceed and explained to him thut he
would gat into serious trouble with his
commaniftng officer if he returned
without orders; we wanted to ride,
not walk.
From bis conversalon we learned
that he ihad recently come from Eng
land with a draft and had never been
under fire., hence his nervousness.
We convinced him that there was not
much danger, and he appeared greatly
relieved.
Whemwe at last turned into the open
road we were not so confident. On
each side there had been a line of
trees, but now, all that was left of
them were torn and battered stumps.
The fields on each side .of the road
were dotted with recent shell holes,
and we passed several In rihe road it
self. We bad gone about half a mile
when a shell came whistling through
the air and burst In a field about three
hundred yards to our right. Another
soon followed this one amt burst on
the edge of the road about four hun
dred yardsiin front of us.
I told the driver to throw In his
speed clutch, as we must be In sight
. of the Germans. I knew .the signs;
that battery was ranging for us, and
the quicker <we got out of its zone of
fire the better. The driver was trem
bline like a leaf, and everv minute I
expected hiiarto pile us np indfae ditch.
I pi’eferred the German Are.
In the hack .Atwell was holding onto
ithe straps for .dear life, and was sing
ing at the top,of his voice:
We beat you at the Marne,
We beat you ..at the Aisna,
We gave you hell at Neuve Cbapelle,
And here -*ve ape again.
Just then we ‘hit a small shell hole
wad nearly capsized. Upon a loud
yeti from the rear 1 looked behinfi, and
itihcre was Atwell -sifting in iSae middle
of ithe road, shaking his fist at m <Hls
equipment, which he hud taken off
upon getting into the ambulance, mtas
strung out on the gzound, and Ibis affile
was tin the ditch.
1 tSlwiuted to the ,<hsi*er to stop, and
i» ki* nervousness ihe put on the
brakes. We nearly pitched out head
first. iBut the applying,of those brakes
saved ,«ur lives. The next instant
there wan a blinding flank and a deaf
ening report. All that 5 remember is
that I was flying throsugh tire air, and
wondering if I would laud In a soft
spot. Thus the lights went out.
When 1 «tune to, Atwell -was pouring
water on ray head out of hi* bottle.
On the other .side of the road ithe cor
poral was sitting, rubbing a lump on
his forehead with his left hand., while
•Us right arm was bound up in a Mood
soaked bandage. He was moaning
very loudly. I had an awful headache
and the skin on fhe left side of my
face was full of gravel and the blood
was trickling from my nose.
But that ambulance was turned over
In the ditch and was perforated with
holes from fragments of the shell. One
of the front wheels was slowly revolv
ing, so I could not have been “out” for
a long period.
The shells were still screaming over
head, but tj^e battery had raised its
fire and they were bursting In a little
wood about hate a mile from us.
Atwell spoke up. “I wish that offi
cer hadn't wished us* the best o’ luck.”
Then he commenced swearing. I
couldn’t help laughing' though my
head was nigh to bursting.''
Slowly rising to my feet I felt myself
all over to make sure that there were
no broken bones. But outside of a few
bruises and scratches I was all right.
The corporal was still moaning, but
more from shock than pain. A shelf
splinter had gone through the flesh of
his right forearm. Atwell and I, from
our flrst-ald pouches, put a tourniquet
on his arm to stop the bleeding and
then gathered up our equipment.
We realized that we were In a dan- i
gerous spot. At any minute a shell
might drop on the road and finish us
off. rl he village we had left was not
very far, so we told the corporal he j
had better go bi*ck to it and get his
arm dressed, and then report the fuct
of the destruction of th^ambulsnae j»i
the military police. • tie wb# w*il able
to walk, so he set off In the direction
of the vill-ge, while Atwell and I con
tinued our way on foot.
Without further mishap we arrived
at our destination, and reported to bri
gade headquarters for rations and bil
lets.
Thnt night we slept in the battalion
sergeant major's dugout. The next
morning I went to a flrst-aid post and
lind the gravel picked out of my face.
The instructions we received from
division headquarters read that we
were out to catch spies, patrol trenches,
search German dead, reconnoiter In No
Man's Land, and take part in trench
raids and prevent the robbing of the
dead.
I had a pass which would allow me
to go anywhere at any time In the sec
tor of the line held by our division. It
gave me authority to stop and search
ambulances, motor lorries, wagons and
even officers and soldiers, whenever
my suspicions deemed It necessary.
Atwell and I were allowed to work to
gether or singly—It was left to our
Judgment. We decided to team op.
Atwell was a good companion and |
very entertaining. He had an utter
contempt for danger, but was not fool-1
hardy. At swearing he was a wonder.!
A cavalry regiment would have been
proud of him. Though born in Eng
land, he had spent several years In
New York. He was about six feet one,
and as strong as an ox.
We took up our quarters in a large
dugout of the royal engineers, and
mapped out our future actions. This
dugout was on the edge of a large
cemetery, and several times at night
In returning to It, we got many a fall
stumbling over the graves of English.
French and Germans. Atwell on these
occasions never Indulged in swearing,
though at any other time, at the least
stumble, he would turn the air blue.
A certain section of our trenches
was held by the Royal Irish rifles. For
several days a very strong rumor went
the rounds that a German spy was In
our midst. This spy was supposed to
be dressed In the uniform of a British
staff officer. Several stories had been
told about an officer wearing a red
band around his cap, who patrolled the
front-line and communication trenches
asking suspicious questions as to loca
J tlon of batteries, machine-gun emplace
; ments, and trench mortaTS. If n shell
dropped in a battery, on a machine gun
or even near a dugout, this spy wm
blamed.
I The rumor gained such strength that
an order was issued for all troops to
i immediately place under arrest anyone
answering to the description of the
spy.
Atwell and I were on the qul vlve.
j We constantly patrolled the trenches
at oight, and even in the day, but the
* spy always eluded us.
One day while In a communication
| trench, we were horrified to she our
i brigadier general. Old Pepper, being
brought down It by a big private of the
! Royal Irish rifles. The general was
| walking in front, and the private with
fixed bayonet was following In the
rear.
We saluted as the general passed us.
The Irishman had a broad grin on his
facie anti we could scarcely believe our
eyes—the general was under arrest.
After passing.* few feet beyond us, the
general turned, and said In a wrathful
voice to Atwell:
"Tell this d—n fool who I am. He’s
arrested ine as a spy.”
Atwell was speechless. The sentry
butted in with:
“None o’ that gassin’ out o' you.
Rack to headquarters yon goes. Mr.
Fritz. Open that face o’ yours again,
an' I’ll dent in your napper with the
butt o’ uie rifle.”
The general’s face was a sight to be
hold. He was fairly boiling over with
rage, but lie shut up.
At well tried to get in front of the
sentry to explain to him that It really
was the general he had under arrest,
but the sentry threatened to run his
bayonet through him, and would have
(done it, too. So Atwell stepped aside,
asd remained slient. I was nearly
bursting with suppressed laughter. One
word, and I would have exploded. It
is *ot exactly diplomatic to laugh .at
your general in such a predicament.
The sentry and his prisoner arrived
at brigade headquarters with disas
trous results to the sentry.
The Joke was that the general had
personally issued the order for the
spy’s arrest. It was a habit of the gen
eral to walk through the trenches on
rounds of inspection, unattended by
any of his staff. The Irishman, being
new in the regiment, had never seen
the general before, so when he came
across him alone in a communication
trench, he promptly put him under ar
rest. Brigadier generals wear a red
band around their caps.
Next day we passed the Irishman
tied to the wheel of a limber, the be
ginning of his sentence of twenty-one
days. Held punishment No. 1. Never
before have I seen such a woebegone
expression on a man’s face.
For several days, Atwell and I made
ourselves scarce around brigade head
quarters. We did not want to meet
the general.
The spy was never caught
(To be Continued)
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