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Letters of a Soldier 1914-1915

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66 hours in the cage without being able to stretch_). Still the same jolting and vibration, but three times after the horrible night there has come the glory of the morning, and all fatigue has disappeared. We have crossed the French country in several directions, from the rather harsh serenity, full of suggestiveness, of Champagne, to the rich robust placidity of Brittany. On the way we followed the full and noble banks of the Loire, and now . . . O my beautiful country, the heart of the world, where lies all that is divine upon earth, what monster sets upon you--a country whose offence is her beauty! I used to love France with sincere love, which was more than a little _dilettante_; I loved her as an artist, proud to live in the most beautiful of lands; in fact, I loved her rather as a picture might love its frame. It needed this horror to make me know how filial and profound are the ties which bind me to my country. . . . _September 7_ (from a note-book).
The Ne\'er-Do-Well

CONTENTS I. VICTORY II. THE TRAIL DIVIDES III. A GAP IV. NEW ACQUAINTANCES V. A REMEDY IS PROPOSED VI. IN WHICH KIRK ANTHONY IS GREATLY SURPRISED VII. THE REWARD OF MERIT VIII. EL COMANDANTE TAKES A HAND IX. SPANISH LAW X. A CHANGE OF PLAN
. . . We are embarked on the adventure, without any dominant feeling except perhaps a sufficiently calm acceptance of this fatality. But sensibility is kept awake by the sight of the victims, particularly the refugees. Poor people, truly uprooted, or rather, dead leaves in the storm, little souls in great circumstances. Whole trains of cattle-trucks, which can hardly be said to have changed their use! Trains in which is heaped up the desolation of these people torn from their homes, and how quickly become as beasts! Misery has stripped them of all their human attributes. We take them food and drink, and that is how they become exposed: the man drinks without remembering his wife and children. The woman thinks of her child. But other women take their time, unable to share in the general haste. Among these waifs there is one who assails my heart,--a grandmother of eighty-seven, shaken, tossed about by all these blows, being by turns hoisted into and let down from the rolling cages. So trembling and disabled, so lost. . . . _September 10_ (from a note-book). We arrive in a new part of the country on the track of good news: the strong impression is that France's future is henceforth assured. Everything corroborates this feeling, from the official report which formally announces a complete success down to the most fantastic