White Bluffs Spokesman

Revenge!

An English colonel who, this yarn must reveal, was not too popular with his troops, was prowling about one night in No Man's Land, just north of Arras. He was seen in the light of a star shell sent soaring aloft from the German lines. When the next shell shed its gentle light over the disputed ground a Boche sniper in a tree fired upon the Englishman.

The colonel rolled into a convenient shell hole and lay there, unharmed, while succeeding star shells burst and burned out. Came a lull and darkness and the colonel crawled back into his own trenches.

"See here," he upbraided the lieutenant in command. "What d'ye mean by not getting that sniper in the tree who fired at me?"

"We didn't see him, sir," replied the officer, "But he shall be taken care of immediately. I'll put one of my best riflemen on the job at once."

The appeased colonel hiked back to his dugout while a sharpshooter was summoned and ordered to bring down the German sniper. The man took up position at a rift in the parapet, adjusted his sling and waited. A star shell soared upward from the enemy lines and burst. Its radiance revealed the German marksman in his tree. When the next shell lighted up the terrain the English rifleman was ready and sent a bullet whistling true to its mark.

As the German collapsed and hung grotesquely from the branches of his hiding place, the English sharpshooter remarked:

"Take that, you for missing our colonel!"