It was my first baptism of fire, and I frankly confess that I thought
my time had come. It was a nerve-racking experience. I said a prayer
to myself. But the fear soon wore away, and I recognized that to save
my own skin I must beat the enemy. We were also encouraged by the poor
marksmanship of the Germans: _Pte. Gallagher, Royal Scots Fusiliers_.
Wondering!
We saw some terrible sights--women and children cut up--and I shall
never forget until my dying day some of the awful things I saw. The
firing was awful. I am not much of a praying chap, but I prayed when
the shots were coming thick about us. It was maddening to see the
fellows shot down right and left, and wondering when it would be my
turn: _Pte. Sibley, 3rd Worcester Regiment_.