author - "John Dos Passos"
her letters Corporal Dan Fuselli. He must be more careful not to do anything that would get him in wrong with anybody. He must never miss an opportunity to show them what a clever kid he was. "Oh, when we're ordered overseas, I'll show them," he thought ardently, and picturing to himself long movie reels of heroism he went off to sleep.A sharp voice beside his cot woke him with a jerk. "Get up, you." The white beam of a pocket searchlight was glaring in the face of the man
her letters Corporal Dan Fuselli. He must be more careful not to do anything that would get him in wrong with anybody. He must never miss an opportunity to show them what a clever kid he was. "Oh, when we're ordered overseas, I'll show them," he thought ardently, and picturing to himself long movie reels of heroism he went off to sleep.A sharp voice beside his cot woke him with a jerk. "Get up, you." The white beam of a pocket searchlight was glaring in the face of the man