The tunnellers of Holzminden (with a side-issue) . , accompanying a harassed, jumpyacting on his round of battery inspections, Ihad first seen her, I had felt the spell upon me. It waslike grey skies and a wind in the east, the quintessenceof sombreness. The intervals of quiet could not becalled peace; they served only to intensify the history of the place seemed to cast its stamp onthose who sojourned in it. We had come into action at the beginning of instructions had been to get in and camouflagedand registered and then wait for the day, and thatwaiting had been
The tunnellers of Holzminden (with a side-issue) . , accompanying a harassed, jumpyacting on his round of battery inspections, Ihad first seen her, I had felt the spell upon me. It waslike grey skies and a wind in the east, the quintessenceof sombreness. The intervals of quiet could not becalled peace; they served only to intensify the history of the place seemed to cast its stamp onthose who sojourned in it. We had come into action at the beginning of instructions had been to get in and camouflagedand registered and then wait for the day, and thatwaiting had been sorely trying to the patience. It hadbeen far worse than sitting on the Messines Ridge inJune. We had been told we should be silent, butwe had fired steadily nevertheless, and this meant, ofcourse, more ammunition and added risk of casualtiesamongst horses and men. It had meant having the menout of cover to shift the shells from their depots to thegun-pits ; and such things were considerations when we /J 1 1 . In k. — V ^s*-* »-*i 17-^ fee*, ^.
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