A soldier of the Legion . let-ters meant a good deal to all of us andthey were in our minds during the longwait that followed. One man suddenly z6 A SOLDIER OF THE LEGION began to intone the every man joined in singing. Itwas a very Anthem of Victory. Wewere ready, eager, and confident: forus to-morrow held but one chance —Victory. Ill Slowly the column swung out ofcamp, and slowly and silently, withouta spoken word of command, it changedits direction to the right and straight-ened out its length upon the road lead-ing to the trenches. It was lo pre-cisely by my watch. T
A soldier of the Legion . let-ters meant a good deal to all of us andthey were in our minds during the longwait that followed. One man suddenly z6 A SOLDIER OF THE LEGION began to intone the every man joined in singing. Itwas a very Anthem of Victory. Wewere ready, eager, and confident: forus to-morrow held but one chance —Victory. Ill Slowly the column swung out ofcamp, and slowly and silently, withouta spoken word of command, it changedits direction to the right and straight-ened out its length upon the road lead-ing to the trenches. It was lo pre-cisely by my watch. The night wasquite clear, and we could see, to rightand to left, moving columns march-ing parallel to ours. One, though therewas not quite Hght enough to tellwhich, was our sister regiment, the i®Regiment Etranger. The other, as Iknew, was the 8°^« Zouaves. The threecolumns marched at the same gait. Itwas like a funeral march, slow and veryquiet. There was no singing and shout-ing; none of the usual badinage. Even i8.
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