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However, as we marched along there were certain signs which told us
that now this state of peace was over. Refugees began to pass us on the
road--old men, farmers, and their wives and serving women. They looked
scared, and had few possessions with them. We gathered from them that
the Germans were somewhere ahead, pressing forward in vast numbers.
Though we did not know it then, it was one of the fierce thrusts for
Calais we were being sent to meet.
Further along we were halted in the straggling street of a town. The
halt lasted more than the regulation ten minutes, and as we were
wondering what was the cause of the delay a troop of British cavalry
clattered through. A subaltern rode at the head of the troop, map in
hand, hat jauntily over one ear. Presently the remainder of a cavalry
brigade came by, and we knew then that the enemy must be somewhere near
and that the cavalry were being sent out to get in touch with them.
They made a brave sight, those cavalrymen, clattering out to pave the
way for the infantry, and I could not help envying them the excitement
and uncertainty of their job.
By the time we advanced the enemy's position would be known and we
should be just pawns pushed out at the will of a general to be taken or
take.
When the cavalry had gone by we continued our march until we reached a
point which was evidently as far as we were to go that evening. Here
the Colonel sent for officers commanding companies and told them that
his orders were to put out two companies on outpost duty along the
banks of a canal and keep two in reserve with him in a farm building.
It was the lot of my company to be one of the two on outpost duty.
Going out on outpost duty in the middle of a march is one of the
hardest lots that can fall on an infantryman. It means that instead of
being able to take his boots off, soap his feet (if they are sore),
change his socks, have a dinner of hot stew and a good cup of strong
tea, he has to spend the night out in the cold watching over the safety
of those who are doing these delightful things. He may get a bit of
sleep if he is not on group sentry, but it won't be with the same sense
of security, and he must lie down in his heavy equipment and have his
rifle under his arm.