After 38 days of living hell, the American Marines, 2nd Division, under the cover of darkness, silently wend their way back to a rest camp, knowing that it will not be long before they will be called to go up to the front again.
RUMORS AFLOAT
"Hey, Buddy! Did you hear that we were going to be sent to Paris to parade in the Frenchmen's Fourth of July--Bastille Day, they call it." Such rumors, alive in rest camps, kept the mind off the dirty business still ahead.
