Judge — May 19, 1928 — page 18: what you’re looking at

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NO MANS LAND A Vivid Tale of the World War ICTURE a bitterly coldnightof inky ness, with t distant rumblings of great French 75's mingling with the roar of a thousand German batteries. There were five of us; five weary and numb figures crouched on the frozen mud of a shell hole in No Man's Land. ‘Twenty paces away were the German front line trenches, and high overhead a Very light turned the y : , 4 a night into day and stamped on my mind 4 GY ples Kafe Uf an indelible picture of the faces of erie ano SIE? | my comrades— aces showing — ghastl, Illustration by . | white, faces dripping with the perspira me | tion of suspense. Blackness again, and James ‘Trembath | \ 1 leaned forward, ery nerve tingling | with excitement. Above the interminable din a faint were cut short by the blinding flash of another flare— | | q] click rewarded my straining ears. It came from the “Now,” I sereamed, “shoot, for God's sake shoot!” | i! i mnan at my tnglish Tommy searcely more Instantly the plucky young Englishman rose on one 1] | than a boy and on his first reconnoitering party. knee and again I heard that sharp clicking sound. { Reaching out I touched him on the shoulder. “Don't Spellbound we watched his arm fly back and jerk for- shoot,” I whispered. until the next flare. “It's ward... . It was all over; we'd lost, lost every- my last chance,” he sobbed, “and I'm o win, thing on the wild gamble of an English kid, for there | | going to win. IT can feel it in my bon Steady, on the frozen ground at our feet lay the dice. The old man,” I whispered. ke it easy"—My words darn Limey had shot and rolled a seven, comicbooks.com