At Tomansplatz the other day an officer and I started for ----, one of our _postes_. We took a short cut over a high hill from which one could look easily down on ----, where all the fighting had been going on. There is a path over this hill which is hidden by trees, and on the top is a long _boyau_ to pass through so as to keep out of sight of the Germans in clear weather. When we reached the top, we stepped out of the path to get a view of the valley, and it was wonderful looking down on the French and German trenches, and to see the hill all shot to pieces and the trees broken to stubs--living scars of the fighting that had gone on. We did not get by unseen, for the Germans are always on the job. They have observation posts in the trees, hard to be seen, but easy to see from. There was a lot of firing going on, and we could see the French shells landing in the German lines. I had a premonition that something was going to happen and stepped behind a tree. I heard particularly one big gun fire, and wondered if by any chance it was meant for us. It took only three or four seconds to confirm my suspicion, for the shriek of a shell came our way. As they often pass high over our heads and we are familiar with the sound, I was still in doubt, when it burst not fifty yards away. We did not wait to investigate further, but jumped for the _boyau_ when another shriek was heard, and we were just in time, for the shell burst not far behind us. We could tell when they were firing at us, for we could hear the gun fire,--it sounded like a 150 mm., which is about 6-inch bore,--then came the shriek, and then the bursting. It certainly is a strange, unwelcome sound when you know you are the target. We ran down the _boyau_ toward the back of the hill for all we were worth, and they followed us, but we did not stop to look or listen, we almost rolled down the other side of the hill, but it was to safety, thank Heaven. The only thing that happened to me was a scratch on the back of my hand. Never again! The sensation of shells coming at one is novel but nauseating, and I keep away from the lines from now on. I must tell you that we have received a citation, and Colonel Hill's brother the _Croix de Guerre_ for the work we did during the attack of October 15 to 19. Two more citations and we receive, each one, the _Croix de Guerre_. L. C. D. _Poignant Impressions_