Canada in war-paint

There is no attempt made in the little sketches which this book contains to deal historically with events of the war. It is but a small _Souvenir de la guerre_--a series of vign...

“I ain’t got _nothin’_ to say, sir, savin’ that I never joined the army to wash dixies, an’ I didn’t like the tone of voice him”--indicating the orderly Sergeant--“used to me. A...

The next man got no duty, and this had such an effect on him that he almost forgot he was a sick man, and walloped a pal playfully in the ribs on the doorstep, which nearly led...

About the beginning of April old Beduys received, secretly, a letter from a relative in Frankfurt. The contents of the letter were such that the small pupils of the old man’s ey...

At night the very lights shine reluctant over the scene, but the moon beams impassive on the dead. Burial parties work almost silently, speaking in whispers, and, shocking anoma...

When there is a “show” on nobody expects to sleep more than two hours in twenty-four, and he’s lucky if he gets that. The C.O. takes his brief slumber on some bare boards raised...

“Discipline, sir,” said the General, “discipline is lacking in your company! You have a sentry on duty at the head of Chelwyn Road. A sentry! What does he do when he sees me? No...

He took it, looked an instant at the handwriting, and thrust it inside his tunic. The postmark was the same as that of the wire he had received at the port of embarkation.

But the bombardment did not cease, did not slacken. It developed more and more furiously. Niven, one of the very best--the boy was killed a few weeks after--lay with his body tu...