turning to the observer and swiping one of his
cigarettes from the open box on the table--"You big rummy, I told you
you had better surround something hot before starting--a bowl of oatmeal
or coffee.

"Gimmie a light now."

All five are awaiting their transfer to the American flying corps.

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STARS IN A HERO'S ROLE.
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Movie Actor Plays Sapper in a
Real Rescue.
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Among the candidates for officers' commissions at the A. E. F.'s
training schools is a former movie star who has served his
apprenticeship with the British Army. To see him now, few would
recognize him as one of the high steppers under the bright night lights
of Broadway as he was a year ago. Seized by a sudden impulse, he
enlisted in the British army without waiting for America to get into the
war and now in return for faithful service, has been given an
opportunity by that government to fight under his own flag. Several
other Americans who have also worn the British uniform, and who were
sent to the school for the same purpose, tell this story of one of the
former screen star's experiences:

In the darkness--locomotives, auto lights in the fighting zone--a
heavily loaded truck was struck by a train. The truck was overturned
down an embankment, imprisoning the two men on it, killing one almost
instantly and seriously injuring the other. Spurred by the latter's
groans and appeals for help an officer was directing a squad of men with
crowbars and sticks in an effort to lift the truck when the former actor
came up. The men were making no progress in budging the heavy wreck
while there was a possibility, if they did, that it would crash down on
the still living man.

"I think I can get the man out, sir if I may try," the New Yorker said
saluting the officer.

"Who are you?" the officer asked surprised at the interruption.

"I'm a Yank, sir," he replied, using the popular designation for
Americans in the British army.

"What's your rank?" continued the officer, determined that the man be
rescued properly if at all.

"Master engineer, sir," the American answered.

Evidently that was sufficient for the officer, for he at once assented
with:

"You may try. Lend him a hand men."

The "Yank" took a shovel and started tunnelling under the truck. As he
wormed himself into the little