|disembarking in the morning, we proceeded through the town. The people gave us an enthusiastic welcome, being very liberal with cigarettes and wine, but always wanting our caps and shoulder badges as souvenirs. We rested at a camp on the outskirts of the town till dusk, and 1 think the people were greatly delighted when we indulged in a game of football. (I am not just sure that the kilt is an ideal dress for that recreation). Off again at night, we entrained at a railway station and were informed that we would probably be in the firing line the following night. We passed through Amiens, and detrained at, Le Cateau on Monday, 24th August, and marched several kilometres to a camp outside a village. We wore supplied there with a day's rations, and also an emergency ration, which must not be touched until an order is given. This, together with our pack and ammunition and rifle, is a fairly heavy load to march with. Parading at 1.30 a.m., were marched on again, passing several villages, some lit with electric light. We rested at daybreak, and had breakfast of tea, biscuit, and bully. We seemed to have gone too far, however, for after that we went back about||two
kilometres, where we entrenched ourselves, making little holes in which we
could lie, with the earth heaped in front to form head cover. We lay there all day wondering when we were going to see the
'Allemagne,' as the French people call the Germans. In the afternoon we suffered from a heavy shower of rain, and then advanced to a farm, where the cooks had prepared tea.
On leaving the farm we retired about 200 yards and lay down in extended order, other platoons taking up their position on the side of the farm. Just in time too, for over came a shell and knocked the chimney of the farm into smithereens. Another landed about 20 yards to my left. They kept peppering away, while our artillery retired; a shell unfortunately killed one chap and wounded other three (these being our first casualties). I was told off with some- others to carry the poor chap to the village; he was a stretcher-bearer himself. Our regiment formed the rearguard for the division, so we rejoined them when they retired.