World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
After getting our professor out, we moved forward until we got our
position, 'way out in No Man's Land, where the men were allotted
their tasks. They at once commenced to dig by connecting up the shell
holes, thus making a fair trench without being exposed to the enemy
fire. During the time we were digging the Huns were sending up their
white flares, but as they were some distance away our party was not
conspicuous. Although the Huns did not know where we were, they had
the unpleasant habit of firing shells in most out of the way places.
So the men never relaxed their efforts, but kept digging away for dear
life, as they did not know how soon there might be a counter attack.
Eventually we got our work completed. We then posted sentries and sent
out a small patrol. The object of our strong post was to hold the
enemy in check, and thus give sufficient time for the troops in rear
to resist any counter attack that might be made by the Huns. During
the night everything passed off quietly and no counter attack was
attempted. The Germans had evidently had all the fight taken out of
them on that eventful day.
At daybreak I served out the usual allowance of rum to each man. As
every man was wet and numb with the cold, the issue of this allowance
was very much appreciated. I would like to see the people that advocate
doing away with the rum issue take a turn in the trenches during the
cold and rainy season. I think that they would come away perfectly
satisfied in their minds that the rum ration under these circumstances
is essential for the welfare of the men. It is so easy for people at
home who have every luxury and comfort to sit down and criticise this
issue. People who have never had any hardships to endure like those
the soldiers in the trenches have will tell you that tea or coffee
will do equally as well, but from long experience we in the army know
different. I am a temperate man myself but I found benefit from this
small drop of rum. Now that I am not in the trenches I don't need it
and do not take it. The same applies to the majority of our soldiers.
The army does not encourage the men to drink, as the drunkard is given
very drastic treatment. We have no use for him.
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