World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
In order to reach our front line trenches we had to go through an
ingoing communication trench which ran partly on the outskirts of the
Cite St. Pierre and through the centre of the Cite St. Edouard. We had
already made a tour in the sector of the line from which we were to go
"over the top." As a result of constant artillery activities on both
sides we had many casualties. A great number of guns were in the Cite
St. Pierre and as far up as the Cite St. Edouard. Both forces strafed
incessantly.
On the morn of the 14th of August we were told that the attack was to
take place on the morn of the 15th. "Zero Hour" was set for 4.20 A.M.
Everyone got busy getting things ready to move. All surplus kits were
returned to the quartermaster's stores. In the afternoon church service
was held and an excellent sermon was preached by our battalion padre.
Two hymns were sung during the service, "Onward, Christian Soldiers"
and "Nearer, My God, to Thee." Everyone's taking communion closed the
service.
No. 1 sections of all platoons participating in the attack were
supplied with special wire cutters, which were an attachment to the
rifles. That evening about seven o'clock all companies fell in on their
respective parade grounds, where a thorough inspection was made by the
officers. One platoon per company remained out of the line as usual.
Each company commander took charge of his respective company, the
seconds in command remaining out.
The Colonel gave us a little talk and said that we would be going into
the attack and that our work would partly consist of village fighting.
Everyone was expected to live up to the good reputation our battalion
had made. He then shook hands with each officer, all officers in turn
shaking hands with each other. One of my friends, when I shook hands
with him, told me he was going in for the last time. He really did not
expect to come out alive. I rather pooh-poohed the matter at the time
and it made me feel badly for him and rather nervous. Unfortunately his
presentiment came true.
As the Huns were constantly shelling our back area, we marched off the
parade ground in sections at distances of 100 yards. When we arrived
at the Cite St. Pierre, which had previously been captured by us, and
as we passed through this Cite, where our Brigade Headquarters were
established in what had been a former deep German dugout, we were told
by one of the officers of Brigade Headquarters that the "Zero Hour"
would be 4.20 A.M. and that we were to go "over the top" at that time.
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