FIGHTING IN FRANCE
In our issue of December 5 we published an extremely interesting letter received by Principal Murdoch of the Technical School from Private Alexander Arnot, describing his baptism of fire and his experiences in the fighting line generally. We are sure the following further instalment of Private Arnot's narrative will be very welcome to our readers, and that they will share our sense of indebtedness to Mr Murdoch for kindly passing it on for publication.
Dear Sir, — In my previous letter I think I finished with a night spent on outpost, and I may say here that, as generally, a very uncomfortable night it was, depending greatly on the weather, of course. The battalion formed up in the morning, and after breakfast we had our day's rations issued, and
| then moved off towards the Marne. Progress was slow, however, for on reaching a flat bit of country we could see troops advancing on all Sides. We had a very hard march through some fields, and the day being very warm, we suffered greatly from thirst, and were very glad when a halt was ordered. We were in reserve, and did not advance any further that day.
THE CANNON'S ROAR
Being in a bit of a hollow, we did not see anything of what was happening, but just lay and listened to the artillery. We slept that night in a corn field close at hand, utilising the sheaves to make ourselves comfortable. The battle continued, but we did not make a move till 4 p.m., when we advanced, but did not come into actual contact with the enemy, though we had two of our cyclists killed; they ran into a rearguard. A draft of Gordons was attached to us here till they could
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