Note, Scripture

Can You Tell Me The Way To Heaven?

 One morning we were holding the line in a trench when we came in for unusually heavy shelling. Presently, there was a black cloud as shell burst and pieces of shrapnel came whizzing past us. Poor Bert S—fell like a dog. Tiny Jim( 6 ft 3 in . . .

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