Over There with the Canadians at Vimy Ridge

by G. Harvey Ralphson

CONTENTS

CHAPTER

I [Shells and Minnenwerfer]
II [Irving's Idea]
III [In No Man's Land]
IV ["Kamerad!"]
V [The Turtle Is Wounded]
VI [A Little History]
VII [Tourtelle Apologizes]
VIII [Cubist Art]
IX [Bob's Letter]
X [Dots and Dashes]
XI [Irving Tells the Sergeant]
XII [Quizzing a Spy]
XIII [Tourtelle Admits]
XIV [Tourtelle's Story]
XV [Irving an Orderly]
XVI [A Startling Announcement]
XVII [Parachute Practice]
XVIII [Studying to Be a Spy]
XIX [Last Preparations]
XX ["Second Looie Ellis"]
XXI [The Blowing Up of Vimy Ridge]
XXII [Behind the German Lines]
XXIII [Off for Berlin]
XXIV [In Berlin]
XXV [The Reading of the Cryptogram]
XXVI [Followed]
XXVII [The Spy's Decision]
XXVIII [Making Progress with the Baron]
XXIX [Orders for Money and Clothes]
XXX [Before Breakfast]
XXXI [At Work in the Spy Office]
XXXII [A Startling Recognition]
XXXIII [A Surprising Offer]
XXXIV [Skin Grafting]
XXXV [The Tapping on the Window]
XXXVI [A Revelation]
XXXVII [The Submarines]
XXXVIII ["Kamerad!" Again]
XXXIX ["Accidents Will Happen"]

Over There with the Canadians
at
Vimy Ridge

CHAPTER I

SHELLS AND MINNENWERFER

"Look out! There she comes."

These words were whispered, for it would have been a serious military offense if the speaker had lifted his voice to a resonant tone in addressing his companion. Both were in khaki uniform, and had helmets on their heads. They had been crouching in a camouflaged pit out in No Man's Land in the Vimy Ridge sector of the western battle front in Prance.

It was dusk of evening, a mist-laden dusk, quite as serviceable for secret movements as the darkness under a clear sky. One could not see an object as large as a man twenty yards away because of the fog.

All day it had been raining, just a slow drizzle, but nevertheless, a good deal of water had fallen, and the chief characteristic of the trenches was mud. "Second Looie" George Tourtelle and Private Irving Ellis had been sent out through the communication trench to the listening post, in which they were crouched when Irving whispered the words "Look out! There she comes!"