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Updated: June 17, 2025
"But the fact is that the blood on his face, as I guess I told you before, came from a man who was killed by a shell, right in front of Iggy. And that numb feeling of his legs was because they were both 'asleep'. You know, when you lie too long on your arm, or keep your leg in a cramped position. He got all over that after he'd been in bed a few hours.
"I fight can now like three soldiers, so much did they give me eats in the hoarspottle. A fine place she is tha hoarspottle. "But the longer we can keep out of such places as hospitals the better," remarked Jimmy. "Now then, Iggy, what is it you want most?" "Well, Blazes, if you excuse me but you did say you would the reward moany crack among us. No, it was not crack; he was a word "
Too many times had they seen the dead and dying. There was no time to nurse one's feelings. "Come on! Come on!" cried Jimmy feverishly. "We've got to be quick! Iggy may bleed to death if he's hurt anything like I think he is." "Yes, and this place may be a regular lead hail storm, soon," added Roger. "I can't see why our company was held up!
He shrugged his shoulders. It was too much of a question for him to solve. "But I don't see that we are completely surrounded," declared Franz, hopefully, as he gazed from the window. "Sure not!" broke in Iggy, who now began to comprehend, in a measure, what was in the wind. "We may out run by der back door yet." "Not a chance," declared Jimmy. "Look over there!"
It was time they should be marching up on their way to the front to take part in the big advance. But there was also vital necessity of action at this juncture. And so many soldiers and officers were hurrying along that the temporary halt of Jimmy and his bunkies would not be noticed. "Don't we to fight go?" asked Iggy, somewhat puzzled by the halt. "I mine gun haf und many bullets.
He found Iggy, Franz, Bob and Roger in a Y.M.C.A. hut, writing letters, and from the labor Iggy was undergoing, his tongue sticking out and following every movement of his pen, it was evident that the Polish lad was not finding English correspondence any easier as the war progressed. "Where have you been, Blazes? Back home?" asked Bob a bit sarcastically at Jimmy's absence.
"Are you all right, Rodge?" called Jimmy to the chum on his left. "So far, yes. How about you?" "Oh, I was nicked in one ear just a scratch. It's hardly bleeding. Can you see Bob?" "Yes, he's got a swell place in a shell hole, and Franz is with him. See anything of Iggy?" "No," answered Jimmy. "I'm afraid he's done for. If I get a chance, I'm going back to see.
"I somedings hears, too," spoke a guttural voice, with a foreign accent. "Might not it perhaps be " "Cut that talk, Iggy!" sharply commanded the first speaker. "Do you want the lieutenant dropping in on us!" And Corporal Robert Dalton cautiously moved nearer his fellow non-com., Sergeant Franz Schnitzel.
This is too slow. Poor Iggy may be dead before we get to him." "Probably is," commented Roger. "Oh, can the gloomy stuff!" snapped Jimmy. Afterward he admitted that his nerves were pretty well strained. In fact that was the condition of all of them. "You're almost as bad as Franz," went on Jimmy. "Well, I don't want to be too hopeful," returned Roger. "But what are you going to do, anyhow?"
"The zero hour at last!" shrilled Roger in his tense excitement. "Over the top!" yelled Bob. "Over the top!" And just as the first streaks of the gray light of dawn began to pierce the blackness, the five Brothers, and their comrades up and down the trenches, leaped from their places of waiting with savage yells, and started for the German lines. "I am glad! I am glad!" sang Iggy.
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