"The major said all right, that he would stop his four companies right on the line of them rocks, and then we started. We got it right in the nose, from every Dutch gun in front of us, but the boys just yelled and laughed and away they went. Say, they didn't pay no more attention to the major when we came to them rocks than if he hadn't been there at all.
"I went back to give him a message from my captain and he was standing by the rocks and up came the colonel and the colonel gave the major blinking hell for not stopping the battalion where he said, and the major was madder in a hornet, and he double damned the colonel right back again and he said: 'How the cruci fied damnation could I stop them crazy, wild-eyed sons of perdition? If that hog-faced crown prince and his whole damnety damnation couldn't stop them, what the hell could I do?'
"And Those Marines.
I asked him if the marines were good fighters.
"Good fighters?" the soldier said; "say, every time I said a marine I want to go up and give him a kiss.
"If they ever get started again they will never stop till they get to Berlin. Now, you listen to me, I know. Say, do you know what I saw them marines do?
"They had taken three trenches and was stopping in the third to fill their pockets with grenades and bombs before tackling the next trench that was chuck-full of Boches. The Dutch was using mustard gas and we were all wearing our masks. The grenades were  Zu
passed around. 