With the GunsStreet, Cecil J. C. (Cecil John Charles)
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With the Guns
Street, Cecil J. C. (Cecil John Charles)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Artillery operations, British; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, British
We found the change of tenants in the villages round us extremely
advantageous in many ways, not the least of which was the amount of
loot we acquired. It seems curious that the British Army, equipped as
it is with a more copious transport than has ever before been imagined,
should invariably leave in its wake enormous quantities of perfectly
serviceable stores. On this particular occasion we found abandoned
more than enough overcoats and waterproof capes to fit out the whole
battery, and collected from the billets into which we moved over a
hundred thousand rounds of small-arm ammunition alone. Although these
matters were reported, no steps were ever taken to remove the stores,
and subsequent discoveries of hundreds of boxes of unused bombs met
with the same indifference. What wonder that the thrifty French regard
it as the best fortune that can befall them to take over any part of
our line, or that French officers to whom I have spoken are inclined
to base their opinions of our conduct of the war upon such indications
of our national habits. "No army before has ever wasted as you waste,"
said one to me; "the food you reject would feed half the French Forces,
the rifles you failed to collect after Loos would equip many battalions
of your New Army. What is your proverb--'Straws show which way the wind
blows'--is it not?" Nor did the British troops leave only stores behind
in their evacuation. Two days after the exchange, an officer arrived in
the battery with a strange tale of woe. He was in command of a picquet
in a certain village, from where he had watched his own people depart
and the French arrive, expecting every moment to be relieved. Since
that time he had received neither orders nor rations, and he and his
men had lived upon the charity of a French regiment. We fed him and
sent him back to his lonely vigil with an armful of provisions and
a promise to report his troubles through our headquarters. I heard
subsequently that his patrol had been forgotten and never missed, so
presumably he might have been there now but for his own action.
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