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the edge

of the

traverse,

and with

his own

arms

lifted the

eighty-pound

collie to

the top.

There was

tenderness

as well as

strength

in the

lifting

arms. As

he set

Bruce down

on the

brink, the

colonel

said, as

if

speaking

to a

fellow-human:

"I hate to

do it, old

chap. I

HATE to!

There

isn't one

chance in

three of

your

getting

all the

way up the

hill

alive. But

there

wouldn't

be one

chance in

a hundred,

for a MAN.

The boches

will be on

the