World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
After lining up we had a long wait, and all at once a thunderstorm came
up. The rain came down in pailfuls, and soon all the boys were singing
"Throw out the life line, some one is sinking today." One of the boys
near me said, "I don't see why the devil no one has ever thought of
putting a roof over this blamed island." Well, just when we were in
the middle of our song and the whole fifteen thousand men were roaring
it out at the top of their voices, the King's automobile went by. We
were soon put into marching order and the march past the King and Lord
Kitchener commenced. When we got the order "Eyes right!" we looked at
them both--the King was a smaller man than we expected to see, and
Kitchener looked older than we thought he would be. But oh, what eyes
Kitchener had! they seemed to be looking every man straight in the
face--the boys all noticed the same thing, and spoke of it afterwards.
After the march past the officers were called up and congratulated on
the showing the men had made, and they passed it on to us. Well, away
we went back to camp, wet and tired, but delighted over the events of
the day and we all felt proud of being "Britishers." When we got back
to camp and were talking things over, we all agreed that our inspection
was a sign of an early departure for France, and from that on the place
buzzed with rumours of when we were to start. It does not take much to
start a rumour going in the Army--for instance, the Colonel buys a
light shirt, and his batman tells somebody that he thinks we are going
to a warm climate, as the Colonel is buying light clothes. The person
he told it to passes it on this way--"Oh yes, the Colonel's servant
says we are going to India," and No. 3 announces "I have it from some
one high up that we are being sent to India instead of to France, the
Colonel is laying in a supply of light clothes; and in the
Quartermaster's store they have gotten in a supply of sun helmets"--and
so it goes, increasing in size like the report of a German victory in
their newspapers. But we soon saw that our stay was going to be short,
for presently our new equipment was issued to us. This consisted of
two khaki shirts, two heavy suits of underwear, two heavy army
blankets, rifle and ammunition, hat covers, several pairs of socks, a
lot of small things, and last but not least, two pairs of boots.
Besides this, we had our haversack containing emergency rations: tea,
sugar, army biscuits, and bully-beef. I put my pack on the scales when
I got it all together, and it weighed just one hundred pounds.
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