vers forward did what they could to locate the command
and to report on the result of the fire.
On the second day—that is October 3rd—Lieutenants Burden and Klots with Private Cox, of the Headquarters Company, were forward with the infantry, trying to get some light on the situation.
They were crossing an open space when they spied an observation tower in the woods ahead.
"It's an observatory," Lieutenant Klots said, "and if there's anybody in it he'll snipe at us."
Someone was in it, and he began sniping with a 77. The party took shelter in a crater.
After a time, when the sniping had ceased, the three made a dash for some trees on the flank. They reached the shelter, but the grove itself was getting a good many shells. Lieutenant Klots pointed out a low bank.
"Looks like dead space under that bank," he said. "Why not wait there and have a smoke?”
The others agreed. But the bank did not furnish dead space for a man. A number of shells fell nearby. Then one dropped directly in front of the party, and the back lash got all three. Lieutenant Burden was badly hurt in the thigh. Private Cox got a painful and disabling wound in the leg, Lieutenant Klots was struck by a fragment on the instep.
Other shells would come. There was only one thing to do—make a run for it.
Lieutenant Burden started first and reached the thicker woods out of the line of fire. Cox tried it, but went down after a step or two, realizing for the first time that his leg had been fractured. Lieutenant Klots carried him back to such shelter as the bank afforded and remained with him until some infantrymen came along with a stretcher and took him to the first aid station. Cox did not return to the regiment. Lieutenant Burden had had
