sense of responsibility and justice was well-developed. I thought what
a fine thing it was that men were being trained like that to become
useful citizens of Canada. We were up early in the morning and I made
my way to Battalion Headquarters, where I heard that there was to be
another attack in the forenoon.

We were now to change places with the 2nd Division. They were to shift
from our right flank to our left and take over the attack on (p. 282)
Rosieres while we advanced towards Warvillers. From the cavalry
observation-post, I could see with a glass the 5th Battalion going up
to the front in single file along a hedge. I had breakfast with the
7th Battalion officers in their dugout by the roadside near the
cavalry billets, and then started off to join the 8th Battalion which
was going to attack that morning. Machine-guns from Rosieres were
playing on the road near the end of the wood. I determined therefore
not to go round the wood but through it and so reached the other side
in safety. I was sitting on a fallen tree eating some lunch and
wondering whether I should be able to get up in time for the attack,
when, to my great joy, over the hill to my right, I saw some troops
approaching in extended order. Hardly had they appeared on the crest
when the Germans at Rosieres opened fire upon them and shells fell on
the hill. The men kept very steady and nobody, as far as I could see,
was hit. When they got down to the wood I went forward and spoke to
them and found they were the 22nd Battalion, and I met several
Quebecers whom I knew.

I saw the Battalion go off in the direction of Rosieres and I renewed
my journey to our own line. I passed the 24th Battalion who were going
up on the left of the 22nd, and they told me that the 2nd Brigade were
on their right. There were many trenches along the way which the
Germans had abandoned on the previous day. I passed a poor horse which
was badly wounded and still alive. It was attached to a broken German
cart. I got one of our men to shoot the animal, and went on till I
came to a railway in the hollow and followed it. There were many
wooden buildings here and there which had been built by the Germans.
These structures had been badly knocked about by shrapnel, and the
litter of articles within showed how rapid the German flight had been.
At a little distance on the east side of the track, there was a green
wood, which was called, as I afterwards found out, Beaufort or Hatchet