You could not have had a more dramatic setting. In the near distance boomed those—everlasting and unceasing guns, and like an old hunter who sees his beloved hounds once more, every now and again lifted his eyes, shining with fire and made some remark: " Ah, the gunners are busy; hope our fellows are shooting straight," or some remark of that sort. What we soldiers. all felt, and no one more keenly than myself, was "Yes, but had the tion heeded your voice, we would not be fighting this up: hill fight, waiting,—_ waiting for our big Army 0 be trained during a war, ins for years and years bote and.' And yet never a word of ¢ plaint such as "Didn't I tell out" but remarks rather like this: Well, gentlemen, you have got a thundering fine Army up against you, but the British Army is proving' that manner. To-day it was the Prince of Wales, Quite a tiny wee fellow, with two tiny little legs swathed in puttees, but a charming, boy, and I should say with a will of his own,
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