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Updated: June 23, 2025
They were fisher folk for the most part; the men in blue guernseys and corduroy trousers, and some with curled black beards and rings in their ears; the women, in gayer colours than you see in an up-country church; a southern-seeming race, with southern-sounding names Santo, Jose, Hugo, Bennet, Cara. They belonged so Mr. Raymond often told himself to the class which Christ called His Apostles.
Those inside dripped with perspiration, but felt cold chills below their blue guernseys each time they looked at that stark figure with the upturned feet beneath the cold white sheet. Outside the barricade stood Elie Guille, the Constable, and his understudy Abraham Baker, the Vingténier, to keep order and call the witnesses. The Seigneur, Mr.
The Guards swept back the waves of grey upon the Guernseys, who could not retreat for a few hundred yards behind them the rest of the Brigade were holding up a further enemy element. Our own artillery, harassing the Fritz retreat, sent over a number of shells into Masnières.
He's shelling along the whole line good God," in a shout, "look at that chap there ... it, oh, my God, it's got him ... did you, did you, see THAT?" A heavy had whined into the yard just as a runner essayed a blind rush. Nothing was left. Nausea, a slight dizziness enveloped us. "What," he asked hoarsely, "what is this place?" "86th Brigade." "I want the Guernseys." "In the Catacombs.
Their names are "Primrose," "Daisy," "Buttercup," and "Black-eyed Susan." Now just as there are different kinds of chickens so there are several kinds of cows Guernseys, Jerseys, Alderneys, and Holsteins. "Primrose," "Daisy," and "Buttercup" are Jerseys and are a pretty brown. "Black-eyed Susan" belongs to the Holsteins and is black and white.
The first line over-attacked in the mud, swept over Poelcapelle and advanced on Passchendaele, pausing while the mobile artillery moved up to support over roads that were daily filled in and rebuilt by fatigue parties similar to the Guernseys.
The women mostly dress the same, and there are no stylish shapes in the men's 'oils' and guernseys. Then, they call no man 'master. God is their employer, and from His hand they take their daily bread. And they don't set themselves up against Him, and grumble about their small wages and their long hours.
As the evening comes, knots of men stroll toward the pier. They are all clothed in thick guernseys and business-like helmets, and on their breasts they have the letters V.L.B. They are the Volunteer Life Brigade. The brigade is very mixed in composition. There are carpenters, bankers, pilots, clerks, lawyers, tradesmen of all grades, and working men of all trades.
Without raising his eyes, he started slowly across the lawn; and to Victoria, leaning forward intently over the balcony rail, there seemed an unwonted lack of purpose in his movements. Usually he struck out briskly in the direction of the pastures where his prize Guernseys were feeding, stopping on the way to pick up the manager of his farm.
Not that she cared for the Guernseys, or Jerseys, or whatever they may have been; she evinced a sudden passion for simplicity, occasional simplicity, at least, for a contrast to and escape from a complicated life of luxury.
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