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OREGON CITY COURIER, OREGON CITY, OREGON, JULY 3, 1919
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in France"
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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. The Grange presented them
with a beautiful set of dishes, white
and -gold, and their children, two $10
gold pieces, Mrs. Gage making the
presentation of the dishes, and Mrs.
Weathered of the gold pieces. A
bountiful picnic dinner was served on
long tables on the lawn. There were
three brides present, namely: Mrs.
Lucien Davidson, 50 years; Mrs.
Leonard Davidson, 35 years, and Mrs.
Orin Davidson, a bride of a day.
Songs, speeches and friendly talk
and reminiscenses were indulged in,
also old time recitations, of which
the groom of 50 years furnished a
number. John Gage, of St. IJelens,
was master of ceremonies. Mr. and
Mrs. Wilmot,"and Mr. and Mrs. Dick
inson gave old time selections. Ice
cream in abundance was on hand.
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LOCAL BRANCH OF LEGION
HOLDS MEETING WEDNESDAY
Willamette Falls Post, local branch
of the American Legion, held an im
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in the Willamette hall for the pur
pose of adopting by-laws and a con
stitution for the order. At the meet
ing, business and other matters of
the branch were discussed. The pres
ident of the county organization, S.
McDonald, has seen hard service
with the U. S. army in France and
England, and other officers of the or
ganization are: M. R. Cooper, vice
president; Percy Wilson, secretary.
The W. 0. W. lodge of this city,
has arranged to admit all members
of the Legion to the lodge free of
charge, including physical examina
tion. A large number of the mem
bers of the W. O. W. are already en
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Brought in the Bleeding Body of Jim
wound on him? If It's so, he must
have bad a bloody poor heart and died
that way."
Curly answered: "It sure is so, be
cause I got it from a leftenant in
'Aunted Jerry's section."
Jim was still whimpering. This got
on Ikey's nerves; he gave him a sharp
C. J. Hoodjproprietor of the Hood
Lumber company of this city, has
purchased a tract of land back of the
Oregon City Ice plant, and will build
a large platform for the storing of
lumber and wood for his firm. The
land covers an area of 150x200 feet,
and the platform in construction
covers an area of 24x36 feet, the bal
ance of the land to be used for wood.
Mr. Hood expects to take possession
of the new quarters about August
this year.
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LUMBER MAN ASKS FOR
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T. W. Linn entered suit against
his partner, O. S. C. Gerber Monday,
to dissolve the partnership. Linn al
leges that the property should be
sold to satisfy the indebtedness
against the firm, and further alleges
that Gerber was bookkeeper for the
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Vedder Re-elected
At a meeting of the County Edu
cational board held in this city last
Saturday, Brenton Vedder, for the
past several years county school su
pervisor of Clackamas county, was
re-elected to the office for another
term. His salary will be $1200 per
year and $50 per month was allow
ed to him for traveling expenses.
Members on the board who attended
the meeting were' J. E. Calavan, E.
E. Brodie, John R. Cole and Adam
H. Knight.
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W. 0. W. LODGE SECURES
MANY NEW MEMBERS
Twelve initiations and forty ap
plications have been secured by the
Willamette Falls Camp, No.-148, W.
O. W., which campaign has been on
in this city for the past week. One
of the features of the campaign of
the lodge is that no entrance fee or
initiation expense is charged to sol
diers, sailors or marines. It is ex
pected that on July 25, a class of
over 100 new members will be taken
into the order. The Uniform Degree
Team of Multnomah will put on the
work at that time.
Clyde Montgomery, 22, and Louvn
Bell, 17, both of Oregon City, were
granted a marriage license at Van
couver Friday.
(Continued Next Week)
STAFFORD
The little rain we had did no dam
age to the hay and farmers are busy
now securing it. It is a heavy crop
in most places, and the weather is
ideal.
A large concourse of friends and
relatives followed Albert Ellegsen to
his last resting place on Tuesday af
ternoon. He passed away Sunday
evening quietly, as he had lived. In
the latter part of the winter he had
the influenza and never entirely re
covered from it, and it finally termin
ated in tuberculosis. He leaves a
young wife and little son, besides his
afflicted father and mother and four
sisters. Six young cousins were the
pall-bearers and Rev. Hoffman, of
the Lutheran church, preached a
very impressive sermon from a text
selected by .the mother. The beauti
ful ceremony of the Grange was read
at the grave.
On last Wednesday all good Grang
ers from here attended Pomona
Grange at the Frog Pond hall, and
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