CHAP. PAGE

I. HOW I WENT TO THE FRONT 1

II. THE FIRST CHARGE 57

III. RECONNOITRING COURGIVAULT 76

IV. THE JAULGONNE AFFAIR 102

V. LOW MASS AND BENEDICTION 152

VI. A TRAGIC NIGHT IN THE TRENCHES 178

VII. SISTER GABRIELLE 226

VIII. CHRISTMAS NIGHT 258





I. HOW I WENT TO THE FRONT


The train was creeping along slowly in the soft night air. Seated on a
truss of hay in the horse-box with my own two horses and that of my
orderly, Wattrelot, I looked out through the gap left by the unclosed
sliding door. How slowly we were going! How often we stopped! I got
impatient as I thought of the hours we were losing whilst the other