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52 And freeze along his spine then he'd lie still

Before another effort of his will

Took him one nearer yard.

The parapet was reached.

He could not rise to it. A look-out screeched,

"Mr. Gates!"

Three figures in one breath

Leaped up. Two figures fell in toppling death;

And Gates was lifted in. "Who's hit?" said he.

"Timmins and Jones." "Why did they that for me?

I'm gone already!" Gently they laid him prone

And silently watched.

He twitched. They heard him moan,

"Why for me?" His eyes roamed round and none replied.

"I see it was alone I should have died."

They shook their heads. Then, "Is the doctor here?"

"He's comin', sir, he's hurryin', no fear."

"No good

Lift me." They lifted him.

He smiled and held his arms out to the dim,

And in a moment passed beyond their ken,

Hearing him whisper, "O my men, my men!"

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