Fields of Victory
A bewildering three weeks spent in a perpetually changing scene-changing, and yet, outside Paris, in its essential elements terribly the same-that is how my third journey to France, since the war began, appears to me as I look back upon it. My dear daughter-secretary and I have motored during January some nine hundred miles through the length and breadth of France, some of it in severe weather. We have spent some seven days on the British front, about the same on the French front, with a couple of nights at Metz, and a similar time at Strasburg, and rather more than a week in Paris. Little enough! But what a time of crowding and indelible impressions! Now, sitting in this quiet London house, I seem to be still bending forward in the motor-car, which became a sort of home to us, looking out, so intently that one's eyes suffered, at the unrolling scene. I still see the grim desolation of the Ypres salient; the heaps of ugly wreck that men call Lens and Lieviny and Souchez; and that long line of Notre Dame de Lorette, with the Bois de Bouvigny to the west of it-where I stood among Canadian batteries just six weeks before the battle of Arras in 1917.
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Fields of Victory
A bewildering three weeks spent in a perpetually changing scene-changing, and yet, outside Paris, in its essential elements terribly the same-that is how my third journey to France, since the war began, appears to me as I look back upon it. My dear daughter-secretary and I have motored during January some nine hundred miles through the length and breadth of France, some of it in severe weather. We have spent some seven days on the British front, about the same on the French front, with a couple of nights at Metz, and a similar time at Strasburg, and rather more than a week in Paris. Little enough! But what a time of crowding and indelible impressions! Now, sitting in this quiet London house, I seem to be still bending forward in the motor-car, which became a sort of home to us, looking out, so intently that one's eyes suffered, at the unrolling scene. I still see the grim desolation of the Ypres salient; the heaps of ugly wreck that men call Lens and Lieviny and Souchez; and that long line of Notre Dame de Lorette, with the Bois de Bouvigny to the west of it-where I stood among Canadian batteries just six weeks before the battle of Arras in 1917.
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Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9783732643097 |
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| Publisher: | Outlook Verlag |
| Publication date: | 04/05/2018 |
| Pages: | 128 |
| Product dimensions: | 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.44(d) |
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