One fellow had been shot in the forehead: he had been in the trenches,
full of water, for six days and seven nights, and yet he said to me,
“I don’t care what becomes of me. I have the satisfaction of knowing
that I popped four of the Germans off before I got hit.” I made a few
of them some cigarettes, and gave them water to drink, and did my best
to make them comfortable. You would be surprised at the gratitude
which they expressed to me. These men are glorious examples of
self-sacrifice. There is no distinction of persons with the wounded out
here: _Motor-driver T. Robinson, of Brighton_.