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storm was bound to break over us.
Torpedo tubes above us they'll spurt in a minute they're going to fling down dynamite and then the magnesiujn bombs blazed out" - cries and crashes rose wherever" we looked then they are gone again but we had to retire from our trenches senselessly, like au tomata, we marched for the whole of thatday. I felt the goose-flesh creeping over my skin; my nerves ached, and if the bayonet were not at the small of my back I should chuck my rifle away, and roll sprawl ing in the damp sand. And yet four days afterward they have contrived to get us to make a stand again. For in our rear, on the other bank of the river, our regiments have crossed, and are groping for new positions. But we have to cover their passage at any cost We were now drawing on our last reserve. We were still standing with our spades in our hands, ana throw ing, with aching backs and arms, more soil on the works, when in front of us we saw figures passing up and down on the grey, twilight field. They were grubbing the soil up busily, and we were putting some thing we could not see into holes and covering it in again. They went about their work noise lessly no incautious step and no un guarded movement and when they came back again and passed us, and marched on, their faces were livid and their lips dumb. They proved themselves to be first-class moles. They had done a good bit of work. They had underminea the earth. They had stuffed the ground with ex plosives, and if the enemy comes to night we shall repay the gifts (hey javmueu upuu u ironi we SKy me other day with interest. They have arranged it all like a rat-trap. Over there, beyond the mined field even, two companies are lying in ex tended order. And midway between them, without a vestige of cover, stands our battery on the open field. It is planted there as if it were doom ed to be delivered into the enemy's hands. And now we are lying in our long trenches, and are peering out into the field, with our eyes glued to the sharply outlined silhouettes "of the guns. The sun has set some time A agp. From the far distance the thin rat tle of musketry reaches us clearly. Wonder if it'll last much linger? Our orders are to remain under arms. We have put on our overcoats. The night is chilly, and lowering, I gaze out over the field of death nothing makes any difference to me now if only it were over quickly. A scout has come in, and delivered his report In a whisper. Our instructions are not to fire before the order to fire is given, and then to fire into the air. In the background, far on the hori zon, the ground rises, and the gray skyline stands out against the cloudy sky. The musketry fire has become hotter from minute to minute, and has increased to a threatening rattle. To the right and left of us fighting is in full swing. In front of us the mined field lies silent, and the two companies, too, are lying silent in their rifle-pits. (To Be Continued Tomorrow.) I o o THINGS YOU NEVER HEAR "No, madam, these eggs are not very fresh." "You're sure $10 will be enough, old man?" "What an ugly baby? Aren't you v' ashamed to own such a little satyr?" Columbia State. Pioneer days are not entirely over, at least for women. Mrs. Belle Van Dorn Herbert, president of the In ternational Congress of Farm Wo men, is the first woman to be dec orated with the cross of the Order of Agriculture of Belgium.