World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
On the morning of the 12th of April as I looked over the recently
captured battle ground, I noticed that the railway construction troops
had completed building a narrow gauge railway, which ran from our
forward base of supplies at La Targette as far as Thelus, a very short
distance from where I stood. Little gasolene engines were busy hauling
up ammunition, which they distributed to the various ammunition dumps
that were located at considerable intervals alongside the track. At one
time we had large ammunition dumps; but we have learned from experience
that it is better to have a series of small dumps well separated, so
that if a shell from the enemy explodes on the dump, as it sometimes
happens, our loss is not so great. The shells are carefully laid on a
wooden flooring in little groups. Between each group is a layer of sand
bag partitions. From these points the shells are carried forward to the
different batteries on the backs of mules.
The labour and pioneer battalions assisted by some of the infantry were
filling in the shell holes and clearing the debris to make new roads
for the mule trains and transports that were to bring up the supplies.
Along the Lens-Arras road men were clearing away fallen trees that had
been struck by the shells and lay across the road. Owing to the high
elevation of the ground our men could work both night and day without
being observed.
The evening of the 12th we received orders to move forward and dig a
trench at a given map location some 1500 yards from where we were. I
was ordered to have my platoon dig in at a certain distance in front
of a high railway embankment. I carefully took my compass bearing
and, after each platoon had been carefully inspected by the platoon
commanders, we moved off in single file, marching at ease. We crossed
the Lens-Arras road, until we arrived and halted a short distance in
front of what was left of the little village of Thelus.
This little village was now a mass of ruins. Our whole brigade
assembled there. At nine o'clock platoons started to move off
consecutively, and when our turn arrived we proceeded towards the
crest of the Ridge and passed over some of the late German trenches.
As we descended beneath the crest I noticed near me a thick concrete
German heavy gun emplacement. This gun and several others on the same
alignment had been captured by us and we were now using them against
the enemy. Our progress was extremely slow owing to the fact that on
the steep slope of the ridge was a dense growth of brushwood and shell
shattered trees. It would have been much easier for us to move along
the Lens-Arras road which for a distance ran almost parallel to the
route we were taking, but as this was under constant shell fire from
the Huns it was considered advisable to take a more difficult but safer
way.
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