The Childrens' Story of the War, Volume 1 (of 10): From the Beginning of the War to the Landing of the British Army in FranceParrott, Edward
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The Childrens' Story of the War, Volume 1 (of 10): From the Beginning of the War to the Landing of the British Army in France
Parrott, Edward
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile literature
XVIII. Infantry and its Work 186
XIX. Cavalry and Artillery 193
XX. Some Military Terms 209
XXI. The Invasion of Belgium 220
XXII. How Liége won the Legion of Honour 225
XXIII. The Raid into Alsace 241
XXIV. The Germans in Belgium 250
XXV. Deeds of Shame and Horror 257
XXVI. The Rally of the British Empire 273
XXVII. How India answered the Call 289
XXVIII. The German Advance on Brussels 295
XXIX. How the Germans entered Brussels 305
XXX. How the British Army was carried
Overseas 310
[Illustration: THE CHILDREN'S STORY OF THE WAR]
CHAPTER I.
A BOLT FROM THE BLUE.
One Sunday afternoon, in the month of December 1908, the beautiful city
of Messina[1] was all life and light and gaiety. The sky was blue and
cloudless, and out in the Strait the little, crested waves leaped and
sparkled in the sunshine. The squares and gardens were thronged with
townsfolk in holiday attire; laughing groups of young men and maidens
went to and fro or paused to listen to the band; fathers of families
were romping with their children on the grass; mothers were quietly
knitting hard by: all was merry as a marriage bell. Happy, careless ease
reigned everywhere, and when night fell, the big, round moon shone upon
a silent town in which thousands of people were wrapped in peaceful
slumber.
But ere the dawn had begun to brighten the eastern sky an awful doom
fell upon that city. The thunder roared, the lightning flashed, the
earth heaved and cracked, houses and churches and public buildings came
crashing to the ground, fires broke out, and a huge, angry wave from the
sea swept over the land. The morning sun shone upon a terrible scene of
destruction. The fair city was no more; thousands of the happy folks of
yesterday had been hurried into eternity, and those who were spared
found themselves homeless and ruined.
With almost the same startling suddenness the Great War broke upon
Europe. The thunderbolt fell upon us from a sky of blue; the peace of
the world was broken on a smiling day. Five of the Great Powers[2] of
Europe blew their war trumpets, and millions of armed men stood ready to
carry death and destruction into countless homes in many lands. The
Great War had begun.
* * * * *
[Illustration: In the Summer Holidays.
A scene on the Thames at Henley Regatta, held every year in the month of
July.
(_From a photograph by the Sport and General Press Agency._)]
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