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England, they thought, was rotten all through. Who cared for the men who had risked their lives and bore on their bodies the scars of war? The pensions doled out to blinded soldiers would not keep them alive. The consumptives, the gassed, the paralyzed, were forgotten in institutions where they lay hidden from the public eye.
The Government's absolutely determined about this thing they can't afford to be anything else. We're being hammered, and gassed, and blown to pieces over there' he pointed eastward. 'It's the least the people over here can do to play up isn't it? Then he laughed. 'But I mustn't be setting you against your father. I didn't mean to.
It was done, and for all time has proved to the boys who fought out there the power of the spirit over the flesh. We had seen atrocities on the Belgians the day before. We had seen young girls who were mutilated and horribly maltreated. We had been gassed, we had seen our comrades die in an awful horror. We had had our sergeants crucified, and we were outnumbered ten to one.
They left at midnight on foot accompanied by one of the Salvation Army men workers who had been badly gassed and needed to get back of the lines and have some treatment. It was brilliant moonlight as they hiked it down the road, the airplanes were whizzing over their heads and the anti-aircraft guns piling into them.
The Germans I met fell before me. I was shell-shot, shocked, gassed, and bayoneted. I took twenty-five wounds, and then it was a shell that downed me. I saw my comrades kill and kill before they fell. That is American. Our enemies are driven, blinded, stolid, brutal, obsessed, and desperate. They are German. They lack not strength nor efficiency nor courage but soul."
He took the most amazing risks, and came through without a scratch." "While poor Robin got badly wounded and gassed into the bargain," said Ann. "That's why I'm so glad he's got this post. The doctors told him that an out-door job was his one chance of getting really strong again." "Yes, I'm very glad for you," answered Lady Susan ruefully. "But I shall miss you badly, child.
I remember on one occasion I warned some men who were opening their coats that the danger had not passed, but when I returned I found they had removed their masks and three of them were very severely gassed.
I can only write picture postcards. It's a pity. Well, one day it wasn't like that. It dropped on Wipers, and it wasn't like that. It was bloody different. I wasn't frightened, but my little inside was. "First thing was the gassed soldiers coming through. Their faces were green and blue, and their uniform a funny colour.
Aircars and airboats were bringing in gassed slavers; they were being shackled and dumped into the slave barracks; as soon as the gas cleared and they could be brought back to consciousness, they would be narco-hypnotized and questioned.
Correan," I asked, "is this the animal you gassed between the hours of seven and eight on the evening of May the eleventh, crouching in front of this house with his nose to the curbstone?" "It is; I noted him particularly; he seemed to be watching the opposite house." Instantly I turned upon Mr. Moore. "Is Rudge the dog to do that," I asked, "if his master were not there?
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