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Updated: June 7, 2025
I tried to move it, but the pain was too great. Joy seemed to catch me by the throat, I began to dance, but such a pang shot through my leg that I had to stop. I dropped my rifle and hopped towards the dressing-station. I think it was the happiest moment in my life. I lost the sensation of weariness for the time being. But my foot began to hurt very badly and I got someone to help me along.
At Headquarters the telephone, orderly-room and dressing-station alone denoted the presence of war. They were fixed in a beautiful ravine, looking upon a smooth sea, warm in the sunlight, with Imbros ten miles across the water. The meals were of first importance, but sandbags are uncomfortable seats, and the heat was trying.
At Furnes the nearest point to us of the fighting line was Pervyse, and as the Ambulance Corps had a dressing-station there, we often went out to see them and the soldiers in the trenches close by.
Supposing she had gone out with some meek fool who would have gone back when they told him! The lieutenant skipped aside before the advancing car. "You can go," he said, "to the dressing-station." "They always do that as a matter of form sort of warning us that it's our own risk. They won't be responsible." She didn't answer.
They tell us these defrauded broken-hearted ones just how tall the lad was, and how good to look at! That seems to me so sad as if one reckoned one's love by inches! And yet it is the beauty of youth that I mourn also, and its horribly lonely death. "They never got him further than the dressing-station," Mr. said; "but he would always put up a fight, you know he lived for four days.
When my pilot noticed that its presence puzzled me, he remarked casually, "There was a regimental dressing-station there a day or so ago. Probably that is the remains of it." On a siding at Calais station a veritable pyramid of filth met my eyes.
We were very sorry to leave our little dressing-station, but rejoiced to hear that we were to go up again in two days' time to relieve this second Column, and that we were to work alternately with them, forty-eight hours on, and then forty-eight hours off duty.
In the battles on the Somme he entreated hard to be let rejoin his battalion, but General Hickie issued peremptory orders which did not allow him to pass the first dressing-station. Here, indeed, he was under terrible shell fire and saw many of his comrades struck down; but he was not content. For this new battle he insisted that he must be in the actual advance.
We passed a dead Canadian Highlander, whose kilt had pitched forward when he fell, and seemed to be covering his face. In the first village we came to, they halted us, and we saw it was a dressing-station. The village was in ruins even the town pump had had its head blown off! and broken glass, pieces of brick, and plaster littered the one narrow street.
In the long semi-circular skirmishing line, strung like a girdle round the hillside, a man suddenly turned and ran backwards for half a dozen paces, and then tumbled, rolling over and over like a shot rabbit. I saw him five minutes later when his body was brought to the dressing-station; he had been shot through the heart. Poor fellow!
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