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These brief notes of experiences with the guns for thirty-eight months inFrance were primarily penned for my own satisfaction. Friends who read themanuscript expressed much interest in it, and added the hope that it might begiven a more permanent form. Hence it is that it is now printed for privatecirculation.
The story is a simple record of the fortunes of my own Battery and Brigade, andis intended as a tribute to the good comradeship which existed, under allconditions, among all ranks.
C.A.R.
Edinburgh,
January, 1919.
On a morning early in August, 1915, the Brigade disembarked at Havre withoutmishap to man, horse, or material, and proceeded to a Rest Camp on theoutskirts of the town. We were in France at last! The same evening theBatteries started to entrain, and every two hours a complete unit wasdespatched up the line—to an unknown destination. The men receivedrefreshments at various Haltes, and the horses were duly watered and fed, butthe journey was, on the whole, long and tedious. On one occasion only was themonotony broken, and that unwittingly, by the humour of one of the officers