What the "Boys" Did Over There
“ Another very pleasant job is to crawl out on No Man's Land some dark night on patrol, dragging [14] yourself along on the ground, an inch at a time, for fear of being heard and fired upon, and just as you think everything is going fine you run over a twig and break it. It snaps and sounds like a ton of dynamite going up, and then they send up a star-shell to light up No Man's Land, and you begin to say your prayers. ”
