Letters to Helen - Impressions of an Artist on the Western Front by Keith Henderson
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habit of licking that she approves of. I have often seen her snap at him
even while he is licking her; but he always continues after a moment. I think it soothes her when the flies are tiresome. This place has a beautiful church, which I have drawn. It's quite an unusually charming bit of the country. _August 11._ [Sidenote: DOMART] Jezebel did such an astonishing thing yesterday. I was out with the signallers practising. We didn't want the bother of holding or picketing the horses. So I ordered "off-saddle," and then put a guard over the disused quarry where I had decided to leave them. The quarry had a grassy floor, and walls of chalk that in one place were only about 7 foot high. Jezebel has been so good (for her) lately, that I determined to leave her with the other horses. They were stripped of all bridles and saddles and things, and had heaps of room to wander. Meanwhile we were carrying on with our work. Presently shouts from the guard. I went back to see what was the matter. My dear, Jezebel had tried to jump out of the quarry! She had tried twice, but the sides were too steep and high, and she had slipped back. When I arrived, she was quietly grazing as if nothing had happened. Ah, but wait. This is not all. |
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