A Woman's Experience in the Great War
such high spirits, for we had
peculiar psychic force seemed to spring to life
ype than the old Liège profess
old
s man, dressed in deep black, the most pronounced mourning you can possibly imagine, with a great black pot-hat coming well down on his huge face. His big frame quivered
s of freedom means loss of companionship. Ruin, danger, cold, hunger, heat, dirt, discomfort, wounds, suffering, death, are all dashed with glory, and become acceptable as
phenomenon I thought it would take
ought, I found the explanation revealing its
s, the irksome isolation of
ll talk to each other, we all know each other's histories, we pour out our hopes and fears, we receive the warm, sweet stimulus of human comradeship multiplied out of all proportion
that I tell you is not true, that the battle-field, apart from its terrific and glorious
and it was nearly dark, and
tter," said the young lawyer, whom
in a minute l
urther!" he said. "There's
stood there on the platform in the redde
nd said he was expecting an automobile to meet him here, a
didn't turn up, and that
nd down, smiling intermittently, a queer distr
t the authorities. He had a word here with an officer, a
rview the stationmaster,
apers, and Julie produced hers, and the old professor fr
ionmaster hastened off into the dark with a little lantern and told us to follow him right across the train lines, and we came to a bewildering mass of lights, and at last we reached a spot in
d the night grew cold and
us step, and then we found ourselves in a little wooden van, with one dim light burning, and one wooden seat
p-hole, I suddenly st
t at me were the
rain is doing. It is taking guns to Ghent.
aken nearl
owly that we scar
or heard of before, in a remote, far-off portion of the town, and then we had to find our way back to th
nt to the H
e-faced porter rudely. "No ro
s something to
The kitchens
raordinary man who never slept, an
m; he looked the ugliest, stealthiest creature, shewing a covert rudeness tow
of Ghent, a determined little party now, with our high spirits quite unchec
body of troops had arrived at Ghent that day. But, finally, at one
felt certain it would be impossible to get accommodation there. But other
e got within we found lights burning, and great companies of Belgian cav
oing on," said Jean. "This is the firs
d my two friends from Aer
begged me to go and see his father and sister, if
pper I have ever eaten soon pulled us all round again. Cold fowl, red wine, delicious bread and butter. Then we went up to our
had our café-au-lait in the restaurant, and then st
r so
get into a train and be ca
ated when we Went to the ticket
to us wi
tionmaster here says that the trains may not run into Brussels to-day. He won
ness of that statement passed me by. I did not realise where Grammont was. And it did not occur to me t
as to whether it would not be better to
tedious idea, so I d
agr
nt and see what happens there. Perhaps by the time w
ed away from Ghent, out into
as I looked from the train windows everything seemed so peaceful that I could scarcely imagine there was danger. There were no ruins here, t
s leaning from the next window, spoke to me in Engl
r you? I guess you're Eng
one quick
that raked a face wi
depend absolutely on t
d, "and you
ted that
y we fell into ta
ink it will last?"
ow, what do
x weeks. I'll
the general opinion of thos
ing in this train?"
to Br
uss
t me with a
d you say goin
es
w are you going to
going
u are E
es
man passport to get into B
aven't g
at to get into Brussels you have g
discuss th
business. His name was Richards. He was a kindly nice man. He could spe
hink I ought t
ou prisoner. And even if you do get in," he added, "you will never ge
ng to ch
to get into Brussels safely, you go to the American Consulate, and shew t
he Australian H
ricans do that for
le American boy said, 'I'm neutral! I don
dea occurred t
with an English passport about you
o hide," I said. "He's the conducto
in Brussels without it, I can satisfy our Consul that I have seen it, and that you are
ined it carefully and promised to do
rrived at
the wors
cut, and we could g
we must drive by th