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ation. One F.O.O. saw the French advance. "It was wonderful to see them go in," he said. "Our Batteries were on the extreme right of the British line, so we were actually touching the French left flank. I had met hundreds of _poilus_ back in billets, in _cafes_, and the like. To look at them strolling down a village street in their baggy uniforms, with their hands in their pockets, laughing and chatting to the children, you would never have thought they were such tigers. I remember one big fellow a few weeks ago, home on leave--_permission_--who used to frisk about with a big umbrella under his arm! I suppose that was to keep the rain off his tin hat. But when they went for Maricourt the other day, there weren't many umbrellas about--only bayonets! I tell you, they were marvels!" It would be interesting to hear the _poilu_ on his Allies. The first train moves off, and another takes its place. The long lines of stretchers are thinning out now. There are perhaps a hundred left. They contain men of all units--English, Scottish, and Irish. There are Gunners, Sappers, and Infantry. Here and there among them you may note bloodstained men in dirty grey uniforms--men with dull, expressionless faces and closely cropped heads. They are tended with exactly the same care as the others. Where wounded men are concerned, the British Medical Service is strictly neutral. A wounded Corporal of the R.A.M.C. turns his head and gazes thoughtfully at one of those grey men. "You understand English, Fritz?" he enquires. Apparently not. Fritz continues to stare woodenly at the roof of the dock-shed. "I should like to tell 'im a story, Jock," says the Corporal to his other neighbour. "My job is on a hospital train. 'Alf-a-dozen 'Un aeroplanes made a raid behind our lines; and seeing a beautiful Red Cross train--it was a new London and North Western train, chocolate and white, with red crosses as plain as could be--well, they simply couldn't resist such a target as that! One of their machines swooped low down and dropped his bombs on us. Luckily he only got the rear coach; but I happened to be in it! D' yer 'ear that, Fritz?" "I doot he canna unnerstand onything," remarked the Highlander. "He's fair demoralised, like the rest. D' ye ken what happened tae me? I was gaun' back wounded, with _this_--" he indicates an arm strapped close to his side--"and there was six Fritzes came crawlin' oot o' a dug-oot, and gave themselves up ta
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