Soldier Silhouettes on our Front by William LeRoy Stidger
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SHIP SILHOUETTES
It was nearing the dawn, and flaming heralds gave promise of a brilliant day coming up out of France to the east. Three of us stood in the "crow's-nest" on an American transport, where we had been standing our "watch" since four o'clock that morning. Suddenly as we peered through our glasses off to the west we saw the masts of a great cruiser creeping above the horizon of the sea. We reported it to the "bridge," where it was confirmed. Then in a few minutes we saw another mast, and then another, and another; four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, twenty--five, six--twenty-six ships coming up over the western horizon, bound for France, bearing the most precious burden that ever a caravan of the sea carried across the waters of the deep; American boys! Your boys! It was a marvellous sight. We had been so intently watching this that we had forgotten about the dawn. Then we turned for a minute, and off to the east a brilliant red dawn was splashing its way out of the sea. "What are those dots on the sun?" Doctor Freeman shouted to me. [Illustration: "What are those dots on the sun?" Doctor Freeman shouted to me.] "Why, I believe it's the convoy of destroyers coming out to meet those transports," I replied. Then before our eyes, up out of the eastern horizon, just as we had watched the transports and the cruiser come up over the western |
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