a bit of a
chance yet.'"

The following is from _Lloyd's News_, May 12, 1918, under the heading of
"Back from the dead":

Three years ago a Twickenham resident, Mrs. Maunders, received
official news from the War Office that her husband, one of "The
Old Contemptibles," had been killed in action.

Thrown on her own resources, and having a small family to keep,
she struggled on, and a very good offer of marriage came along
and was accepted. A few days before the wedding a letter came
from the supposed dead husband, stating that he was badly
wounded and left for dead on the battlefield, but was found by
the enemy and nursed back to health.

The following is from a private letter: "I am happy to be able to tell
you that through the German Flying Corps dropping a message, we heard of
[my son's] safety early in July. He writes to us and appears to be well
and comfortable.... He was shot through the neck. He has happily quite
recovered after being about four weeks in hospital. He has spoken only
of kindness and attention from doctors and nurses."

Again: "As you have probably heard by now, I am a wounded prisoner of
war.... I myself got my shoulder rather badly smashed up by a machine
gun which knocked me out, and I lay in a shell hole for about ten hours
while our guns strafed like hell and I expected every moment to be blown
to bits. However, I at last managed to crawl up and stagger along, and
as I was in German lines, ran into a lot of Germans. They were awfully
kind to me, gave me food and drink and bound up my wound, and then sent
me along to the dressing station. I am at present in hospital in
Belgium and expect to go to Germany almost directly. My address at the
back will find me." What follows from the same correspondent has some
bearing on the feeding in hospitals. "You mentioned in your last letter
whether you could send me anything. Well, dear old chap, if you are
feeling an angel, plenty of good plain chocolate and other delicacies
would be awfully welcome, also some Gold Flake cigarettes." It was only
"delicacies," it will be observed, that were asked for. This was in the
middle of 1917.

The next extract is from _Common Sense_, July 13, 1918:

"The following experience of an Ullet Road boy, Private Arthur Bibby
(6th S.W.B.), who is now recovering from a severe wound, is recorded in
the Ullet Road Church _Calendar_ for July:

The part of the line in which Priva