One hot damp morning last week, ten U. S. Marines with a roll of telephone wire rode on mule-back along a narrow road under the shadow "of towering, jungle-clad mountains near the Honduras border. Their job was to repair a telephone wire that somebody had cut during the night, their only thought was to finish the job and get back to barracks before lunch. Near a straggling corn patch they found the broken end of the wire drooping from a pole. Though this was the most dangerous district in Nicaragua, the Marines had...
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