e corporal and a gramophone record of his
song with its accompaniment we could make thousands of dollars by an
exhibition of it in Canada.

The next night I stayed at Cite St. Pierre. Who will ever forget the
road up to it, and the corner near the ruined fosse, which was always
liable to be shelled unexpectedly? In cellars beneath the unwholesome
and dilapidated town our men found billets. They were really quite
comfortable, but at night when the place was as black as pitch, and
one had to grope one's way in the darkness along debris-covered
streets, shaken every now and then by the German missiles from the
sky, one longed for Canada and the well-lighted pavements of Montreal
and Toronto.

On February 14th, at the officers' club at Corps Headquarters in
Camblain l'Abbe, we had a great gathering of all the officers who had
landed in France three years before. The one hundred and fifty who sat
down to dinner were only a small part of the original number, and,
before the anniversary came round again, many of those present were
called to join the unseen host to whose memory that night we drank in
silence. It was strange to look back over three years and think that
the war, which in February 1915 we thought was going to be a (p. 239)
matter of months, had now been protracted for three years and was
still going on. What experiences each of those present had had! What a
strange unnatural life we had been called upon to live, and how
extraordinarily efficient in the great war game had each become! It
was a most interesting gathering of strong and resolute men filled
with sublime ideals of duty and patriotism, who nevertheless were
absolutely free from all posing and self-consciousness. They had
learnt how to play the game; they had learnt both how to command and
how to obey; they had learnt how to sink selfish interests and aims,
and to work only and unitedly for the great cause.

On February 19th I held the dedication service at the unveiling of the
artillery monument at Les Tilleuls. Owing to its exposed position no
concourse of men was allowed, but there was a large gathering of the
Staff, including the Army Commander, and of course a number of
officers from the artillery. The lines of the monument are very
severe. A plain white cross surmounts a large mass of solid masonry on
which is the tablet, which General Currie unveiled. It stands in a
commanding position on Vimy Ridge, and can be seen for miles around.
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