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I. HIS GUN.

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I. HIS GUN. [BY CAPTAIN R. F. W. REES.] He had gone out at sundown with his Lewis gun and tlire2 men of his team to find a convenient shell-hole from which to worry Bcches working on the wire. He had only just been promoted Number Oit, and he was very proud of his gun. He found a shell-hole that seemed to offer a good field of fire, mounted the gun, and waited. Then a shell pitched into the hcle—a short," that had been meant for (lIr front line—and he ceased to take an 11) O*S. interest in things. When he came to himself again it was daylight. His three men were- lying dead about him. A fragment of the shell had struck th3 body of his precious gun and put it out of action. It was not seriously cam-aged. An armourer could have put it to rights in a couple of hours; but to him, out there, it was useless. That was all he realised for the moment. It was only afterwards that he felt a dull pain in his left side, and discovered that he had been wounded. He felt strong enough to crawl to the trench. There was nothing to stay for. He peeped cauti- ously over the lip of the sliell-bole-lie saw a German sentry not a hundred yards away looking straight in his direction—he drew back. It was not that it was impossible to have got in. In all probability, creeping from hole to hole, he would have managed it. In any case, the risk was small enough to tak? confidently so far as his personal safety was concerned. But he had thought suddenly of his gun. If he happened to be seen creeping away from that hole the Bnch9 would become suspicious, would want to know what had taken him there. Then it would simply be a matter of a small patrol, and his gun—the gun he had been in charge of for such a Jit tie time— would be taken. The thought of that he could not bear. On the other hand, if he waited until dark they would send out to look for him and the gun would be safe. He slipped back to the bottom of the hole. The sun rose high, without a cloud to mask it. The day became hot and oppres- sive. He had lost a lot of blood, and he was parched with thirst. He had no water- bottle-for small parties creeping out at night leave their noisy equipment behind them. By noon he was in a high fever- delirious. Once his mother stood on the edge cf the shell-hole and held out her arms to him, and he wanted to go to her; but just in time he remembered the gun, and simply smiled at her and shook his head. Then many people came to him. He could not hear them speak, yet every- one seemed to be telling him that he could crawl away to safety, to water but always he remembered the gun, and always he smiled and shook his head. Once, when the thirst had almost overpowered him, and when the One Girl was calling him, he scrambled almost out of the pit, when his foot caught in the butt, and he dropped down again. Nothing should drag him from the gun. It was his gun—and it would be dark at seven o'clock. If he could not hang out till then he was not fit to be a Number One, nor was he fit to be mats of the One Girl. Thus lie argued in his delirium; and he smiled and shook his head. As soon as it was dusk the search party came out. In the shell-hole they found four dead men and a damaged Lewis gun. He who had been the Number One had pillowed his head on the barrel casing, and his eyes were closed. And he was smiling.

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