sung to dourly wailful tunes, at the seasons of stress when Scotsmen and
Irishmen screwed themselves up to the sticking-point with their Tyrtæan
anti-English ballads, when Frenchmen would soulfully hymn Glory and
Love, and when Germans, if the ear did not deceive, were calling out the
whole Landwehr and Landsturm of the straight patriotic lyre. Williams,
the third of the Agincourt privates, lives too. He lives with a
vengeance. You will remember that he was an anti-ranter, anti-canter and
anti-gusher, like Bates. But he ran a special line of his own. He was
not simply "fed up"--as he would say now--with tall talk about the just
cause and brothers-in-arms and the moral beauty of dying in battle. He
was suspicious, besides. He darkly fancied that those who emitted the
stuff must have some crooked game on. "That's more than we know" was his
stopper for all stock heroics. He would take none of his betters on
trust, neither High Command nor Government nor Church--only one company
officer whom he knew for himself--"a good old commander and a most kind
gentleman." This one small plot of dry ground was reclaimed from the
broad sea of Williams' scepticism.
II
If this Doubting Thomas abounded at Agincourt how could he not abound
at, say, the third Battle of Ypres? At Agincourt our whole army was just
small enough to have comradeship all the way through it--not the
figure-of-speech used by the orators, but the thing that soldiers know.
Comradeship in a battalion will come of itself; it may be grown, with
some effort, in a brigade; in good divisions it has flickered into life
for a while during a war; army corps know it not, though their
headquarters staffs may dine together at times. At Agincourt the whole
of our force was an infantry brigade and a half. It all lay handy in one
bivouac. Generals led advancing troops as second-lieutenants do now. The
commander-in-chief could go round the lines of a night and talk to the
men; if he should speak to them about "we few, we happy few, we band of
brothers," he would not be projecting gas.
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