Petersburg High School - Missile Yearbook (Petersburg, VA)

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The Missile 7 CHotttmmttrattanB from “Prittate iemot” “Somewhere” in Northern France. December 24, 1 14. To Editor of “Third Year Weekly News” — I hope this will reach you in time to be published before the New Year’s issue, as I should like to proclaim to all the United States what an adventurous life it is to be in the trenches of the French army. Early in September I volunteered for the French army, but I was not sent to the front until late in October, the 28th to be exact. Our company was sent into the second line of trenches until we became used to trench life, and then on the 9th of November, we were ordered to occupy the first line of trenches imtil we became used to the life, and then was not that I was afraid, but there was a twitching feeling all over my body that every man experiences on his first day of real fighting. Eight hours after we had occupied the trenches, the Ger- mans began sniping at us, but their shots had no effect. Soon a huge shell burst about one hundred yards in front of our trench, and some behind us. I only wondered what would happen if one of those large shells exploded in our trench, where I was. But I soon gave it up, because we saw a Taube flying overhead, trying to get our range and send it by wire- less telegraphy to the battery. We turned four machine guns upon it, but the Taube was out of range, and it suffered no harm. But one of the larger guns in the second trench dis- abled it, and it was forced to retire. Then there came a lull in the firing. The captain in command, issued an order to stand by to repel invaders, and his words were whispered down the line. Soon there came a volley, two volleys, three volleys, and then continuous firing from the enemy. A gray line of German infantry sprang up from their trenches as if by magic, and charged down upon us. But we were ready for them, with fixed bayonets.

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6 The Missile Days passed slowly, until Barbara was almost well and Miss Macdonald slowly becoming better. Then they told her how it would be when she recovered — she could not walk much. And when they told her, she just turned to the wall for a moment. Then she turned again and softly sang a verse of an old ballad, haunting and sweet. She had sacri- ficed, but not in vain. Barbara, unthinking, answered, and sang another, still more softly, her voice full of sorrow and grief. Then as her voice grew stronger with emotion, she realized of a sudden that it was a new something singing, something wonderful and strong. For she could sing. — Ida Routh, ' 16 . “Jimmie, your face is dirty again this morning!” ex- claimed the teacher. “What would you say if I came to school with a dirty face?” “I ' d be too perlite,” replied Jimmie, “to say anything, ma’am,” THE COUNTRY HOTEl’s RULES AND REGULATIONS. If you find no bell, ring the towel. Guests on retiring, please remove their shoes. Guests are required not to speak to dumb waiters. Guests wishing to go driving will be supplied with nails. If your room gets too hot, open the window and watch the fire escape. If you want to practice ball, you’ll find a pitcher on the stand. If there is no water in your room, turn back the cover and find the springs.

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8 The MisshiE Soon it became a hand-to-hand fight for life. The struggling ma of blue and gray surged backwards and forwards. At this point I don’t remember what happened, but I was dimly conscious of a cheer that was given by the arrival of rein- forcements from the second line and the hasty retreat of the Germans. Then I lost consciousness. When I came to, I was in a French field hospital, with a nurse continually by my side. Our captain came in later with his right sleeve dangling without his right arm, and a huge gash upon his cheek. He congratulated me for my brave conduct, and said he would recommend me to General Joffre for a Cross of the Legion of Honor. How my heart leaped at that ! He told me that I had killed nine Germans, two of them officers, and with my own hand had captured the German flag that was carried by the enemy. That is about the end. At his recommendation I received from Gen. Joffre himself the Cross of the Legion of Honor and a ringing salute was given me for my bravery. Now, as I am writing this, my treasured Cross is fastened under my uniform above my heart, and it is my most treasured possession. But this letter must come to a close sometime, so I will make an end now. Therefore I remain. Sincerely yours, Private Demot, Co. K; 3rd Army Corps. (Montgomery Jackson, ’17.) Theorem. : One dog has three tails. Given: One dog. To Prove: One dog has three tails. Proof: One dog has one tail (according to nature). No dog has two tails (unnatural). By Addition : One dog has three tails. Q. E. D. — Ex. Teacher: Now children, name some of the lower ani- mals, starting with Willie T — . —