World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
In the morning I heard one of the men making inquiries about my batman.
I had missed him early in the fight but had been expecting him to
turn up at any time. To my consternation I was informed by a man from
another company that he had seen my batman's dead body in a shell hole.
I regretted this news very much, as he had been like a friend to me. He
had completed two years of medicine but like a great many more he had
answered his country's call and gave his life for the cause.
The casualties of our battalion were four officers killed and six
wounded and 260 men killed and wounded. It was a very hard fought
battle but we gained and held all our objectives, inflicting terrible
casualties on the Huns.
During the month of May one of our brigades made an attack on
Fresnoy-en-Gohelle. It was what we call a little brigade show.
Fresnoy was three miles from Vimy station. At daylight early on May the
sixth, the brigade went "over the top." The German barbed wire had all
been cut by our artillery, so the Germans, anticipating the attack, met
our brigade with a whole German division. This did not stop our brigade
from advancing and closing with the enemy. In the little village of
Fresnoy, though greatly outnumbered, they fought with the Huns for a
whole day and night.
All the troops on both sides were wearing their gas helmets, and it
was really a hand-to-hand struggle. Each one tried to tear the gas
helmet from his opponent. A gas helmet pulled off a man meant his
death, as the fumes were very thick. I later on spoke to an officer who
participated in this fight and he told me of some of his experiences.
His eyesight had been rather bad previously. When he started to walk
over No Man's Land, in his haste to put on his small box respirator, he
lost his glasses and could not see very far in front of him. He led his
men more by sense of direction than by sense of eyesight, as he could
not see through his goggles without his glasses. He therefore had to
go blindly along until he fell down in a shell hole, where he remained
until the fumes had been dispelled. When he tried to crawl out of the
shell hole German snipers in front of him made desperate attempts to
pot him. However, he was fortunate enough to be allowed to remain
until nearly dark, when he was located and brought back to safety. Our
brigade suffered rather heavily in this attack, but we had the pleasure
of inflicting a greater amount of casualties on the Germans than they
had on us.
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