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'6 OREGON CITY COURIER, OREGON CITY, OREGON, JULY 3, 1919 niiiMiiniiiiiimiiiiiimiiiimiiiiiiiiimiia a !"Somewhere I s B B in France" with I Arthur Guy Empey 1 Author o! "OVER THE TOP" ,E (Continued) 'Under a strong guard, which cort- cealed itself in the hedge, the farm' ei was made to use two grays for two afternoons. The scheme worked. For weeks afterward that road was only occasionally shelled, and our troops and sunnly trains used it at will. The spy at the other end was rounded up end both were taken to the base and shot. ' "We reported back to Old Pepper, expecting to be highly commended for our work, and we were I don t thins. All the blooming blighter said was: ""Well, you certainly took long euough to do it. I have a damn good mind to send you back to your units for Incompetency and inefficiency." " 'We saluted and left. "'You see, we didn't deserve any great credit, because it was only through a lucky chance that we stum bled over the clue, so I guess "Old Pepper" was right after all." After finishing his story, Curly turned to us and asked : "Don't you think it was pretty nifty work?" We agreed that it was. After a few minutes more the party broke up and turned in. The Lone Tree Sentinel; or, Ghosts ob tho Line Firing By Sergeant Arthur Guy Empey Author of "Over the Top," "First Call," Etc. o-o-o '.y--P Mr. Empey's Experi encesDuring His Seven teen Months in theFirst Line Trenches of the British Army in France (Uopjrigbt,W17.bTheMp01nreNewpaper One sunny afternoon our gun's crew was sitting on the fire step of a front line trench, just in front of Gomme court wood. Happy Houghton was busily engaged in rigging up a flash screen to bide the flare of our gun, which we were to mount on the parapet that night. Sullor Bill was sewing a piece of khaki cloth over his tin hat, because the night previous, while on sentry go, standing in the moonlight, with his head over the top the rays from the moon had reflected from his steel hel met and a couple of German bullets had knocked up the dirt within a few feet of his head. As was usual with him, Hungry Fox craft was wrestling with a tin of bully beef, while "Curly" Wallace was hunt ing for cooties. .. Ikey Honney, with our mascot, Jim, was sitting on the fire-step, his back Bending Double Under the Weight of the Ammunition. leaning against the traverse of the fire bay, picking mud out of his harmonica with a silver of wood. - Jim seemed happy and contented, not knowing the fate in store for him. Two days later poor Jim was killed by a German bul let und we burled him behind the lines, placing a little wooden cross at the head of his grave. After working a few minutes nt the harmonica, Ikey would pause, put it to ills lips and blow into it; u squeaky, rattly noise resulting. Then, with a deep sigh, ho would resume the picking process. I had just finished a letter home and was sighing for the time to come when once again I would be able to say "hel lo" to the old girl with the lamp in her right hand guarding New York har bor. Although it was warm and sunny, the floor of the trench was about three inches deep in soft, sticky mud. On my right I heard a low mutter ing and a splashing in the mud, and around the traverse, into our flrebay, carrying a box of ammunition on his shoulder, came the most weird-looking soldier I had ever seen. As he passed In front of me he turned Ills gaze In my direction and a cold shiver seemed to run up and down my spine as I looked into his eyes. They were un canny ; a sort of vacant stare, as If the owner of them was looking Into the Great Beyond. As this soldier stag gered through the fire-bay, almost bend ing double under the, weight of the ammunition and passed from view around the traverse, it seemed to me as If the Grim Reaper had stalked PfOVfP' . Shuddering S little, I instinctively turned my eyes in the direction of the rest of the crew. They were also staring at the traverse around which the gloomy-looking soldier had dis appeared. ; ' My heart sank to zero and I had a sinking sensation in the region of my stomach, and on the parados in front of me, like a moving picture on a screen, flashed a cemetery, dotted all over with little wooden crosses. I felt queer and queasy. Curly Wallace, in a low, half-frightened voice, exclaimed : "Bllme me, that was 'Aunted Jerry's brother, the one who clicked it by the old lone tree. If you blokes want to get the creeps you ought to 'ear 'lm tulk. Some o' the fellows claim that It's unlucky to get 'lm started. They sye that one o' 'is 'earers is sure to click In wltMn a few days time, but If you fellows want- to tyke the chance, I'll go over to ls section, which is occupying the second firebay on our left, and see if I can get 'lm to tell .us about 'Is brother. But, now mind, this fellow Is a little balmy in 'is nap per, so don't myke fun of Mm." I confess that I was glad to be rid of him, but my curiosity overcame my fears, so I asked Curly to go ahead. The rest of the crew weakly assented, and Curly went after Jerry's brother. In about twenty minutes he returned with him. Jerry's brother came over and sat on the firestep next to me. He sat silent for a few mlutes, and then, In a thick, piping, high-pitched voice spoke: "So you want to 'ear about Jerry, do you? They called him 'Aunted Jerry,' but he weren't 'aunted ; he could Just see 'e could see into the future; could sort o' tell what was agoln' to 'appen. 'B could talk to the dead, and they told 'lm. 'E always 'ad spirits around Mm ghosts, you call 'em, but there ain't no such thing as ghosts they're souls awanderin' around; they're about us now" I slowly eased down the firestep away from him. "Jerry used to talk to the dead; 'e would sit in a cemetery nt night while in rest billets, and receive messages from them what can't speak no more. "Sometimes, lyte at night, I can 'ear far aw'y, voices callln' to me, but as yet cawn't understand 'em, but I will I will." My blood began to curdle. Curly Wallace, placing his hand on the speaker's knee, softly said : "Righto, mate, we know you can see far beyond us, but tell us of 'Aunt ed Jerry and the pome 'e wrote the day before 'e clicked it at the lone tree." Jerry's brother nodded in a compre hending way, and reaching into the pocket of his tunic drew out a creased and muddy piece of paper, which he opened out upon his knee, and then, In an unnatural, singsong voice, which sent shivers through us, recited the following poem: Between the lines, In No Man's Land, with foliage gone, and trunk that's torn, A lonely sentry takes his stand, Silently watching from morn to morn. On starlit nights, when moon Is bright, And spreads Its rays of ghostlike beams: Against the sky, that tree of blight A ghastly hangman s gibbet seems. When night Is black, and wind's faint sigh Through Its shelltorn branches moans, A call to men, "To die, to die!" They answer it with groans and groans, But obey the call, for "more and more," And Death elts by and grins and grins, And watches the fast-growing score, The harvest of his sentry's whims. There they lie huddled, friend and foe, Ghastly heaps, English, Hun ana French And still those piles forever grow. They are red by tne "Men 01 tne Trench." No wooden cross to mark their fall, No tombstone theirs, no carven rocks. Just the Ijone Tree with Us grim call, Which forever mocks and mocks. When Jerry's brother had finished, dead silence ensued. I nervously lighted a fag, and out of the corner of my eye noticed that Sailor Bill was uneasily squirming on the firestep. Letting out a sigh, which seemed to whistle between his teeth, our "guest" carried on: "Jerry weren't much at cheerful writing, because 'e ad a colling. Even back 'ome in Blighty, 'e weren't much for lights nor fun. 'E took af ter our mother. The neighbors called er 'aunted, too, but she weren't. She could see things, like Jerry. "This 'ere lone tree sentinel Jerry writes about was an old tree in No Man's land, about a 'undred yards from our front-line trench. It was pretty well knocked about by bullets and shell fragments. It made a pretty good guide post, stlckln' sort o' lonely like up gnlnst the skyline at night. Re- connoltering patrols and bombing par ties used It to show 'cm the w'ye back to their trenches, because, y know, out there In the blackness it's easy to lose your w'ye, unless you 'ave spirits a-guldin', you. "Lots of times English and German patrols would meet nenr the. lone tree, and many a 'and-to-'nnd fight would tyke place around Its roots. "At that part o' the line It were pretty 'ot, what with the rille and ma chine-gun firing. The only time there would be a lull In the firing was when a rcconnoltering patrol was out In front, and then, ns you know, you couldn't fire for fear of a Mtting your own blokes. All around the lone tree were scattered many bodies, mostly English and German. Some of 'em 'aa been a-lyln' there for weeks, and when the wind were a-blowin' from the Germnn lines towards us It were sort of unpleasant in our front line. "Every time the cuptalu would coil for soldiers for a reconnolterlng pa trol, 'Aunted Jerry, ns you call Mm, always put Ms bloomln' nyme on the list. It got so that after a while e never asked If 'e wonted to go ; . the captain would Just naturally put Ms uyme down as agoln. "In our dugout, Jerry would tell me ow many dead were around the tree. 'Ow 'e could count 'em In the dark, I don't know, but 'e could see 'e could see. "Sometimes in the daytime 'e would rig up a periscope on Ms own, and sit on tlio flrpsten for hours alpokln' out in No Man's land at tne lone tree, and the bodies around it This sort o' got on our captain's nerves, and 'e gave Jerry orders not to use a perl scope. After this order Jerry used to sit off by Mmself on the firestep a musln' and a musln'l The other blokes laughed at Mm, but I knew what he were adoln' 'e were atalkln to the spirit of the lone tree. "Then 'e got sort o reckless, and be cause it were against orders for Mm to use a periscope, 'e used to, In the bloomln' daytime, stick Ms 'ead over the top and gaze in the direction of the lone tree. Bullets from German snipers would kick up the dirt and tear the sandbags all around Mm, but none of em ever Mt Mm. No bullet ever myde could kill 'Aunted Jerry, as you call im, "The rest o' the blokes in the trench would pull Mm down off the firestep. They thought they were a-savln' his life, but Jerry weren't afraid from bul lets. . 'E knew, and so did I, that they couldn't 'arm Mm. Then our captain e 'ad brains, 'e 'ad said that Jerry was balmy, and gave orders to the ser geant major to tyke Mm back to the doctors, to send Mm to Blighty. Jerry waf told about this the night before 'e was to leave. 'E was greatly upset, and did nothln' but talk to the spirits the air wos full of 'em I could 'ear their voices, too. "That night about ten o'clock Jerry was missed. The next morning 'e was still a-mlssin'. For two days nothln' was 'eard of Jerry. Then the Royal Irish Rifles took over a sector of trench on our right. A lot of our blokes told 'em about Jerry beln' mlssln'. A few of em got around me, and I described Jerry to 'em, but I weren't afraid for Jerry I knew where 'e was 'e were with Ms spirits. "That night an Irish patrol went out and when they returned they brought a body with them; said they'd found it at the foot o' the lone tree. It were Jerry, all right, but 'e weren't Mt no where. Two bloomln' doctors exam ined Mm, lookln' for wounds. E was dead, all right, and that bloomln' cap tain 'e 'ad brains, 'e 'ad was re sponsible for Ms death. ' 'E 'ad tried to tyke Jerry aw'y from Ms spirits, so Jerry crawled out to the lone tree to answer its call. 'E answered it, and now 'e's with the spirits 'e loved, and some time I'll be able to talk to Mm. 'E's with 'em, all right, I know I know." Just then Jim started to whimper; I guess if the truth were known, we all felt like whimpering. Without another word, Jerry's broth er got up, and, muttering to himself, passed out of sight around the trav erse. As he disappeared from view, Sailor Bill exclaimed : "Blawst my deadlights, but if a bloke like that ever slipped in the navy, in a fortnight's time 'e would bloomln' well be an admiral, because 'e would be the only one left in the bllnkln' navy. Gives me the proper creeps. 'Ow in 'ell Ms company stands for Mm I don't know. 'Ow about it, Curly why 'asn't 'e been" sent to Blighty as balmy?" 'Til tell you, Bill," answered Curly. "This bloke only gets these fits occa sionally 'E's a d d good soldier always on the job, and next to Cor poral French and his brother 'Aunted Jerry, 'e's the best scout for work in No Man's land that's ever put a foot in these bllnkln' ditches. -It's only lately that 'e's been 'aving these spells so often, and yesterday the sergeant major told me that 'e was under ob servation and that it would only be a short time before 'e was shipped back." "Is it a fact, Curly," asked Happy, "that this 'Aunted Jerry crawled out there the way his brother says, and that he was found dead without a enjoyed the day and evening. Six teen were given the fifth degree. On the Fourth there seems to be an inclination for the grove of Wil sonville. The speaker of the day is to be young Mr, Moulton, we hear. The Oswego Grange gave Mr. and Mrs. Lucien Davidson a surprise party last Sunday and with their children and other friends helped them to celebrate their golden wed ding. 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