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...firing line, as there are no trenches--only holes in the ground that they dig for themselves and lie in with no covering except their own blankets. They come in here simply caked with mud and look very miserable and cold. The Red Cross Canteen here furnishes them with hot bouillon, cocoa, etc., when they arrive and when they go on the train to be evacuated...
...very stubborn resistance, and the roads were terrible. I saw men and horses knocked dead ahead of me, and as always, the cross roads were a mark for the 77's and larger German guns. The dead were just dragged to the side of the road. It was blazing hot, and you can well imagine the stench which prevailed with all of those dead men and horses around. The woods were a hive of living and mechanical apparatus, while the air howled with the crash of guns and the buzz of aeroplane motors...
...only logical that full advantage be taken of the opportunity. It is scarcely conceivable that Germany will be guided by any scruples concerning the rights of the small Slavic peoples. On the contrary, the traditional imperial policy indicates the desirability and need of striking while the iron is hot, and devoting all energy to a complete success in the Eastern theatre of war. Moreover, from a military point of view, the softness of the ground and the great strength of the Allied lines portend little success for an offensive in Flanders...
...reserve'--a sort of semirepose, after a month of hot work and strain, too. It is not that we sweat and slave greatly, but there somehow seems to be a nervous effort and tightening in driving under fire which takes it out of one physically. The result is that after our 'spells' of 24 or 48 hours we sink into lethargic repose until the next call. The days seem all alike--except that we are served 'chocolat' instead of black, sugarless coffee on Sunday mornings--and they slip by, unsung, into the tumbled yesterdays of 'a little while...
...marquees. Here they passed by the counter and were given free cocoa, bread, cheese, crackers, and cigarettes. Can you imagine anything more wonderful than coming in, after being out in the enchase for days, perhaps, cold, wet, and hungry, and being given a nice hot cup of cocoa with a word of greeting? I cannot tell you what an impression this sight made on me, but it surely made my heart ache. Having seen the battle from the start, I could not help comparing it with the evolution of a football game. All preparations were made for the start...