Category: Short Stories

Battlewrack

TO CHARLES F. GABB IN HIS PRIVATE AFFECTIONS THE PATTERN OF STINTLESS FRIENDSHIP IN HIS SELFLESS PATRIOTISM THE MODEL OF A TRUE ENGLISHMAN THESE SKETCHES OF HUMANITY AT STRIFE ARE DEDICATED IN THE GRATITUDE OF A LONG MEMORY

Chapters

1. Part 1

TO CHARLES F. GABB IN HIS PRIVATE AFFECTIONS THE PATTERN OF STINTLESS FRIENDSHIP IN HIS SELFLESS PATRIOTISM THE MODEL OF A TRUE ENGLISHMAN THESE SKETCHES OF HUMANITY AT STRIFE A...

2. Part 2

Up and up went the first line. The subaltern watched it with a throbbing heart. It opened its files as it went, and, when nearly to the crest, broke into a steady run. It reache...

3. Part 3

"Oh, chuck it, Sam!" said Bill suddenly. "More the merrier! Let's get into this bloomin' public--I'm fair parched for a drink. Come along, matey--don't take no notice of 'im. Yo...

4. Part 4

In the river, just off the low sandy point, lay a long, four-funnelled cruiser. In the heavy rain-squalls which swallowed her every few minutes she looked like a thing of mist,...

5. Part 5

As he ran up the ladder to the bridge, he heard a roar in the air, and a moment later a great sheet of flame leaped up just in front of the forward funnel with a colossal detona...

6. Part 6

He could permit himself no sustained scrutiny of the scene below him for the management of the machine began to claim all his attention. Even at that great height above the batt...

7. Part 7

Lennard nodded. Each one of the German snipers--if sufficiently lucky to carry on his profession for a day or two--acquired an individuality and a name. Hermann was an especiall...

8. Part 8

Instantly a beam of intensely white light shot across the dark apartment from the "cage" and fell upon the white wall at the other end. The "Saint" stepped quickly out of the ra...

9. Part 9

The words branded themselves into her brain as she sat there fixed, immobile. She could hear them in the wailing cry of the widowed mother who had written the telegram, but her...

10. Part 10

Suddenly she was aware that Ronald was looking down on her. She yearned up to him, but as she did so she was conscious that her allegiance was divided. Not all of her, as hereto...

11. Part 11

In the disordered crowd of men that lies at the foot of the slope is a commotion that defies the efforts of the officers. In vain do they, knowing what is about to occur, endeav...

12. Part 12

The conference was at an end. Officers went out to give final instructions to their subalterns, came in again, beating powdered snow from their huge fur coats. One and all looke...

13. Part 13

"Of course it is," said the lieutenant. "Since the first rush they have been practically fought to a standstill. Here it is two and a half months since the offensive began and w...

14. Part 14

There was the loud, hissing, nerve-paralysing rush of a shell at arrival. Simultaneously with the shattering crash that leaped from the fountain of black smoke, Oberleutnant Sch...

15. Part 15

They found themselves suddenly among long ranks of resting infantry squatting and lying in close proximity to their piled arms. The feld-grau uniforms merged, were lost in the f...

16. Part 16

All through that dark journey as the car bumped and lurched over the atrocious roads, the words beat in a refrain through the mind of the neutral. "_Nach Verdun--Verdunkelung!_"...

17. Part 17

All that day those of the regiment not required for outposts laboured hard at the new entrenchments on the high, western edge of the ravine--a long, long line of delving men. Ra...

18. Part 18

The colonel counted the minutes as the well-placed shells dropped around the château of his dreams. He saw, where none other saw, the sudden alarm below; the prisoner hurriedly...

19. Part 19

"Now, Harry," said his wife, "don't inflict your theories on Mrs. Jameson. We both of us positively refuse to be sympathetic with the working class, don't we, Mrs. Jameson?" She...