When we reached the hospital, I found a bullet had struck one shoulder and passed through his back and out the other shoulder. He also had a piece of shell in his side. A few hours before he had walked back from the trenches into the woods to see a position of the Germans; they saw him--and seldom does a man escape when seen at fairly close range. He was vitally wounded. I climbed up the mountain watching the fire-flashes in the sky, feeling pretty heavy-hearted and homesick, but with strengthened resolve to help these poor chaps all I possibly could. The next day I had another trip from the same station on the mountain to the same hospital at five o'clock in the afternoon--then dark as midnight. The sisters told me the _capitaine_ was better; the ball had not severed the vertebra and there was hope for him. They told me also that the general had arrived and conferred upon him the Cross of the _Légion d'Honneur_. It was reassuring to hear that he was better and had distinguished himself so well, and I went back up the trail this night with a lighter heart. I had felt really guilty, for I did not have a thing in my car to give him the night before when he asked me to stop the car and said, "_J'ai soif_." Never did I want a spoonful of whiskey more and never have I regretted not having it more. I could not give him water--he had some fever; besides, though there are many streams of it running down the mountain, no one dares to touch it. Water is dangerous in war-time, and we have all been warned against it. I was called the next morning for the same trip and when I reached the hospital at eight o'clock it was still raining--now for three days! I met Soeur Siegebert in the hall--carrying her beads, her prayer-book and a candle. She is one of the good nuns who always gives me hot soup or tea with rum in it when I come in cold, wet, and hungry--and many times I and the others have blessed her! My first question was: "_Comment ça va avec le capitaine ce matin?_" All she said and could say was "_Fini_." He had passed out a short time before I got there. He was only thirty years old, tall and handsome, and they say he led a whole battalion with the courage of five men.