SAVED BY A DOG

Wanganui Chronicle, Volume 76, Issue 108, 10 May 1933, Page 11

SAVED BY A DOG

WHY VERDUN DID NOT FALL. • ANIMAL’S LAST SERVICE. Verdun, the French key position, on tho Western Front, was falling. A German battery was smashing it to pieces. Supplies were running short. There was no ammunition, no food. Only one thing could save the town — tho delivery of a message to headquarters, giving tho position of the German Battery. But at Verdun the last pigeon had been killed, the last messenger dog riddled with bullets, and no man •could cross the three miles of shell-swept country from town to headquarters. At headquarters was Satan, a grey-hound-collie mongrel. His master, Duvalle, was in the trenches at Verdun. These men at tho front had hoped for some days that a messenger would come through to them. Satan was the only one who knew the way. So they kept constant watch, and then, through tho haze of the smoke, they saw a littlo speck in the distance leaping from crater to crater, making for Verdun. They •cheered. It was Satan. The men gathered and watched Satan as he ran toward them. At last a bullet found its mark. Satan fell. Ho rose again, shook himself, and gazed around dizzy with pain. His master, Duvalle, leaped to the trench parapet and shouted “Satan, Satan!’’ Even as ho spoke ho was killed. But Satan had heard. Hopping on three legs bo struggled along and at last stumbled in the trench. He wore a gas mask and goggles. Ho bore earner pigeons, and a message urging the men to hold on a littlo longer. A pigeon was sent back, giving the position of the German gun battery. It was silenced. Help came. That is how Satan, an unknown little mongrel saved Verdun. This story is told in * 'Animal War Heroes,” by Peter Shaw Baker.