With my regiment : $b From the Aisne to La BasséeMills, Arthur
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With my regiment : $b From the Aisne to La Bassée
Mills, Arthur
World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, English
We soon came to the village where the brigade was to be billeted in
reserve. It lay in a curve of a winding valley which ran down into the
main valley of the river. The billets were allotted by companies, so
much cottage and farm space being given to each company commander for
his company. To those who read these lines in England the quarters
allotted to men back for a few days rest from trenches may not
sound very grand. My company had, for instance, a stable, two farm
outbuildings, and a sort of underground cellar which was approached by
a narrow arch--to crawl through which the men had to go on hands and
knees--and which looked just like the kennels of a pack of foxhounds.
The stable, the cellar, and the outhouses were bare except for a layer
of straw. However, to the men these places seemed amply satisfying.
They meant warmth at night, shelter from rain, and soft dry lying. It
was the first rest the men had had for some while. Many of them had
lost their greatcoats, cardigans, and woollen underclothing, owing to
the exigencies of actual fighting, and had had nothing to add to their
scanty clothing as they lay out in the open during the cold nights.
They crowded joyfully into their billets as Goyle and I and Evans went
round allotting so much space to each platoon.
Having arranged for the men we now looked round for quarters for
ourselves. Goyle, whose natural inclinations for Spartan simplicity
were being rapidly fanned to a mania by active service, suggested that
he and Evans and I should share the stone-slabbed floor of the lower
room of a cottage which looked out on a manure yard. Evans, always
anxious to please, was quite agreeable to this, and set to work with a
broom to sweep out the yard, but I broke away from the arrangements and
went to look for quarters for myself.
After a short search I came on Mulligan, who had found some quite
good quarters in a cottage. He had got a small bedroom leading off the
owner's room, and suggested that the apple-loft on the same floor would
do for me if I had one of the mattresses from his bed. I therefore sent
Jenkins for my kit and set up house with him.
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