Our colonel was a perfect gentleman, and under his gallant lead
the Rangers set a bold front. In the midst of the bursting of the
German projectiles his clear, stentorian voice rang out, “Rangers of
Connaught, all eyes are upon you to-night. While you have fists and a
heart within you charge them. If you don’t, never face me in this world
nor in the next”: _Pte. W. McConville, 2d Batt. Connaught Rangers_.
“Shifting” Them
I tell you we were like a lot of schoolboys at a treat when we got the
order to fix bayonets, for we knew we should shift them then. We had
about 200 yards to cover before we got near them, and then we let them
have it in the neck. It put you in mind of tossing hay, only we had
human bodies: _Pte. G. Bridgeman, 4th Royal Fusiliers_.