To the Fore with the Tanks!Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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To the Fore with the Tanks!
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
Adventure stories; War stories; World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"I've had a report concerning you," he began. "I understand that you
were in charge of a small squad, that you rushed a machine-gun
emplacement, and that you rendered material assistance under heavy
fire to a disabled Tank. The officer making the report states that
you behaved with admirable bravery, intelligence, and discretion
under highly dangerous circumstances."
The colonel placed the paper on his desk and searched amongst a pile
of documents for another. Setley, in the meanwhile, stood rigidly at
attention, inwardly ill at ease. He had merely done his duty. The
subsequent eulogy from his C.O., although highly gratifying, quite
bewildered him.
"Let me see," continued the colonel, glancing over Ralph's "history
sheet." "You've served a hundred and fifty-six days with the Colours.
You have never been crimed. Your occupation, previous to enlisting,
was banking?"
"Yes, sir," replied Ralph.
"Where were you educated?"
Setley told him, mentioning the name of a well-known West-country
school. The C.O. nodded approval.
"Wonder why he wants to know that?" thought the lad.
He was not long left in doubt.
"You have been recommended for a commission, Private Setley," resumed
the C.O. "I have much pleasure in stating my opinion that you are in
every respect fitted to take up commissioned rank. Being recommended,
of course, does not necessarily mean that you will get it, but in all
probability you will. ...I wish you the best of luck."
"Thank you, sir," replied Ralph.
The colonel made an annotation on the margin of the report.
"In the event of your obtaining this commission," he went on, "have
you any particular choice of a regiment? The decision is entirely in
the hands of the Army Council, you understand, but as far as
practicable the wishes of the individual concerned is taken into
consideration."
"Must it be a Line regiment, sir?"
"Unless you have special qualifications for any other branch of the
Service."
"I would like to try for the Tank Section, sir."
The colonel raised his bushy eyebrows.
"Dash it all!" he ejaculated. "You aim high, young man. However,
since you gained distinction in the Tank affair, perhaps your wishes
will be gratified. Meanwhile, if you take my advice you'll keep this
matter strictly to yourself as far as your comrades are concerned."
The colonel nodded dismissal. Ralph saluted and left the presence of
the commanding officer.
He felt as if he were treading on air. He could hardly realize his
good fortune. It seemed like a dream that would be rudely dispelled
with the dawn. He wanted to pinch himself to be certain that he was
really awake.
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