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(48) long the line Began to fair, all of thous guns were hube, to hube, the sea of shells craters across no man's land mastering all the first line Defenses, the shells were just skepeing oir trench and they sound like a gush of [[strikethrough]] [[illegible]] [[/strikethrough]] air over our heads, the fog were so thick that you could not see out side of a 100 feet away, well the, artillery fire Raised and we went over the top once more we foght on that morneing and gained the hill. that afternoon we got in a cross fire of machine gun that took a way a bout all of my plattoon it only left four on hirt in that pit we layed there onley for a short time it were a Run I Knew for us to [[strikethrough]] [[illegible]] [[/strikethrough]] cross the swamp with machine guns Bullets sefteing By and shells [[end page]] [[start page]] (49) would dive in the mud, and would Birst. ofter that, you could get a teem of Horses in the hole, and Bary them, ofter one of them G. I. N. went of, I knew at that time. it were shore Death. to stay there [[strikethrough]] for [[/strikethrough]] as we were on the grond flat out. lookeing to see where the Germens were a friend of mine said right Bark of me, Im don up and Roold over. I creeped a way [[strikethrough]] i[[?a mod?]] [[/strikethrough]] then the Bullets, were hiteing in front of me. and would throue dirt in my face I knew. that if. I stayed there. I would get it. so I said to my Budy when I say go, be ready, and snake it for the little Bridge and cross the swomp if we can. so I said go. and we made the Bridge. the Germens were shelleing the swomp with Gas. and scrapnel, the mud were so thick. that I stock and I could not make time like I